Monthly Archives: March 2014

postcards from the father

When I was growing up, March was one of my favorite months.
The reason was as simple as it was my father’s birthday on March.
Some time last week was the father’s birthday, and it was around the same time I found old postcards people had sent me from everywhere.
As I was reading them, I found some from the father too.
It was a nice reminder of his amazing presence and influence in my life.
(Note: His postcards were often addressed to both the brother and I. Also, there would be no stamps in his postcards because it would arrive inside the envelope of the letter he would write to the mother, since we were too young to be recognized at the post office maybe?).