Today is 6 months of writing my blog on a daily basis! I am so proud of myself. You always taught me I could do anything and to do right by others. I am trying so hard and feel you around me all the time. Because of my writing I feel I have unlocked a door that I had forgotten about. One crucial to my essential being. By telling me to be true to myself I have found myself again. I found strength I didn’t know I had. Thanks to encouragement from family and special friends, remembering you and Grandmama always telling me to follow my heart and dreams, I am living my dream!
Today is your birthday. The second one since you’ve been gone. To say I miss you and your love and wisdom is an understatement. I would give anything for a hug and a kiss from my daddy just one more time. The words you always to me, to hear your voice again and feel your arms around me always made me know I was going to be ok.
There is so much going on in my life and in the world and I need your guidance and love more than ever. I hope you are proud of me and what I am doing. I remember your words of always stand up for others and to not be afraid because you knew deep down when you are doing the right thing.
I take comfort in our conversations we shared at random times throughout my life. Some were short, some were long but all were of value. All of the wisdom and the stories you shared with me, the way you understood and even respected my rebel side, I miss these things. I miss you.
You let me fly and also taught me how to be humble and respect every living being. You encouraged me when I know it had to be hard to do so. You also always loved me no matter what I said or did. I know there were times you didn’t like me as much and looking back, I can’t blame you. I wasn’t the easiest child to raise and I can be a bit stubborn and willful I know! You taught me to control my temper when I was young and I know that was no cake walk. You showed me how to channel my anger to find solutions to help myself and others along the way. You shared with me how to work through hurt, rage and fear. You always stood up for me even when it was hard to do. You never gave up on me and you always were there for me.
I wish you were here with us, our family. You have two amazing grandsons and my boy has already started telling his cousin about Pops and how wonderful you are. We all miss you and feel the ache so deeply. We are taking care of Mom as we would have no matter if we promised or not. You instilled in us the joy and challenges of family and how we stick together no matter what.
The legacy of family, friends and business you left is awe inspiring.
Oh Daddy I wish we could spend another day, another hour together. I know I would want more time. We all do.
I am so thankful and grateful you were always there for me for 43 years of my life.
It’s been one year, eight months and 11 days since we last saw you. I know you are free and whole again. I have to believe it. I know that your body is no longer ravaged by an insidious disease that could no longer be controlled. I know you no longer hurt.
They say time heals all wounds and that it gets easier. I’m sorry if I can’t see it that way. I didn’t always live in the same state and sometimes we would go a bit before talking or seeing each other but you were always There. I am better about not breaking down or breaking down in front of everyone, though sometimes it happens. I get overwhelmed by the fact that the first love of my life is no longer on this planet. It hurts my heart and soul.
They boy talks about you all the time with me. He believes we should be able to get you in heaven and go over the rainbow bridge and see Jethro. He tells me that Jethro has you throwing tennis balls to him and he’s sure you are giving him slices of the square cheese because he loves it. I love that he keeps your memory alive by talking about you.
I need to end this letter now but I know you are watching over us. I feel you with me and us so many times.
I love you, Daddy, with all my heart.
Thank you for always believing in me and my dreams and never giving up on me.
I miss you more than I will ever be able to put into words.
Your little girl
One thought on “Happy Birthday Daddy… dreams do come true and I miss you”
No matter what, my heart hurts for you today, and I am so very sorry that it does. Last Friday, Nov.13th was my Pops bday. He passed Feb 8th, 1994, the same year my daughter did. I wish time did heal all wounds, but good memories, or things that make you laugh that remind you of a lost one does in fact make it a little easier. I am quite sure he would be so proud of you, your writing, and the great woman you have become and help others strive to be. A suggestion that might help in the future when you are ready, is something I do. Even though my Pop was not near the man yours was, I still loved him, and every year on his bday, I do or try to do all of the things he liked to do, or listen to his favorite music or songs, and get a cake with both of our names on it, as when I was a teen and in the few years he was here in my early 20’s, because we shared a bday so close together. I wish when folks said you are your father’s daughter, it was meant in a more positive matter, but YOU, you are a Great Human being and definitely your father’s daughter.
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