Dear Shiv and Siya,
In a world full of plastic, your Dad was one of the realest people I've ever met.
He's everything I am not: patient, a quiet leader, reflective in the moment, softly purposeful. His words carried meaning, because he typically used them only when needed.
I would guess that the feeling was not mutual, but I always tried to sit next to him at meetings. We didn't agree on everything, we had different perspectives, but that's exactly why I wanted to be near him. I knew he would teach me something. His calmness always modeling to me. I learned a lot from what he did not say. Your Dad changed me.
Not that any of his quiet focus reflected how much he cared. He did a lot in our world of sports medicine. I can only imagine the impact he had on his patients and his athletes. He was kind of a big deal, yet likely did not receive all the credit he should have, but that didn't stop him from doing 150% all the time, in all he did.
I would be remiss if I didn't highlight his classiness. In how he dressed, I could not believe how great he made neutral, simple tones look. And his hair! In how he made people feel, like they were seen. He was truly present. He was not just funny, but witty. With well-timed humor. Self-deprecating, never used to bring down others.
Anytime we were at a work function, he would talk about you guys. He was missing putting you to bed. Missing something that was going on. He talked about your Mom all the time. His love for you three came up every time I saw him.
Of course, I hear his voice say to me, "Katie, you make me sound too good". Which is his humbleness. But I disagree. I think your Dad was just so focused on being what he needed to be for people, he didn't have time to realize his amazingness. Such is the proof of it.
Our love to you all, The Rizzones