A letter to my Dad.

My Dad once told me, “You’re not Hispanic, you’re not brown, you’re not an artist. You are my son - you are David. And, I love you.”

Thanks, Dad.
Thanks for showing me that I am so much more than what others might define me as.
I hope this lesson you shared with me so long ago helps others.
I love you.

Your son,
(Just only) David

(Backstory in case we’ve never met: I was born in Costa Rica, I am tanned, and I’m a musician by trade. I’ve also have an awesome Dad.)