My dad and I used to enjoy the sunset together on that very spot.
I was never worried because I always felt safe next to my father, who spent most of his time at sea in his boat.
I remember one time on his boat: I had fallen off the back and into the cold water accidentally. My dad immediately jumped off to rescue me. I would never forget that day, and from that point I knew nothing would prevent my dad protecting me if I was in danger.
My father was my rock, someone I could depend on when I needed him most.