I loved the way you called it home.

-I loved the way you called me dad, after all the times i wasn't there.

-I loved that you came back for me, when i lost the hope of ever coming back. 

-I loved the way you pursed your lips when at first you did not understand, that after all these years i was -    standing right in front of you in Flesh and as real as the presence of God in our hearts and mind.

-I loved the way you refused to let go, when all around you were people who let it all go years ago.

-I loved the way you came through the gates into a world -where everything familiar and safe was left   behind-and still you put your brave face on and did what you had to do.

-I love the way you held on to what you believed in.

-I loved the way you called it home.

-I love you my son, i have always loved you but now you know.