Dear Daddy,
It's your birthday again. Just another day, right? I don't look at your pictures often but it's not because I don't love you and miss you with every fiber of my being. I don't look at them because it hurts. Each year, you feel further from me.... more like a dream than the father I knew. It hurts to think that your face is a slowly fading memory.. instead of something I get to see every day.
I miss your hugs. I miss your voice. I miss every moment we had together. I miss when you yelled at me for doing something wrong. I miss when you picked me back up every time I fell.
I. Miss. You.
I made a promise to myself today; that I would look at your pictures more often. You were an amazing person who taught me to fight for what I believe in and never doubt myself. I am this person because you pushed me to be. Thank you.
I'll see you again, wherever you are.
Love,
Your heartbroken, strong, dedicated daughter. See you soon.
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