A Multimodal Memoir of Found Materials and Memories
This is my favorite photograph ever. A shot in between shots, candid, taken when I was 21, at a time when my Dad was entering the final phase of his life. I love this photograph because it tells a story of that often silent bond of love and trust between a father and his son. I loved hugging my Dad. Recently, my son has started hugging. Like really hugging. It ignites a love in me that brings the best of my Dad back to life. When I look at my boy and think of my Dad, I feel their bond. It’s more than knowing he’s watching over us. It’s as he’s hugging me again. I know this is a bit sentimental and even sad to read, but Father’s Day is tricky for me emotionally like that. I just want you all to find a father or a son to hug today, even if not your own. It will be a good in your life.