I made a decision when my father passed away that I was going to be who God made me to be and not try to preach like my father.

I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.

I just wish I could understand my father.

I know that I will never find my father in any other man who comes into my life, because it is a void in my life that can only be filled by him.

Fathers are biological necessities, but social accidents.