The truth is I am afraid. I’m afraid I’ll never see my dad again and that my mom will never find happiness. I’m afraid of losing Kim, as she’s the love of my life. And of course, I’m afraid of losing you. I’m not sure what you think fathers are supposed to be. But I know what they should be. I finally read my dad’s letter, which was like my last essay to you, just a bunch of words on a page. And it made me realize, that’s not what I want to leave behind. I want to be worthy of the things you are teaching me. But I’m afraid that I never will be. I know this sounds strange, but I’ve always felt I wouldn’t be around very long. Like I was just passing through. Which is why I wanna take that drop, why I have to. Because once I look down over the edge and I catch it, I’ll become a part of it. And in that moment, I’ll know that I’m alive.