RIP Dad

I can still remember some of the very first times we hung out walking in front of lelas(my grandma house) in the fall with my teddy bear sweater that we would pull out from the front closet. We didn't always have the best relationship but memories like this are what I hope to hold on to forever. I still remember you putting me on your lap when I was just a little boy while you were driving so I could steer your cutlas around the block, thank you for that. I didn't honor you in life and now I have no choice but to and I love it. It was not your fault or my fault the things we went through and the path that God chose for us to have . I try to keep in mind that God grants us free will but I know you were just sick mentally and physically. You had a heart like no other and so funny and crazy. you inspired me to be a better me, while not being inspiring to yourself and I'm sorry I wasn't a better son. I'm a piece of you and I will always have you in m heart. I am Michael H. Rivera III . I am your legacy . RIP my beautiful Dad