Dear Dad,
It has been so long since I've talked to you. The last conversation I remember having was when I was in first grade and I asked you to help me with homework writing sentences. To this day, one of those sentences still haunt me........"One day I wish to go to heaven."
On December 7th, 2004, Mom ran into the room and woke me up at 12 o'clock in the morning. Because she was a woman of little expression, the concerned look her face told me something was wrong. "Call the ambulance now! Something happened to your dad!" she exclaimed. Groggy and confused, my six-year-old self-sprinted into the living room and saw you there, lying unresponsive to mom's persistent attempts to wake you up. I dialed 9-1-1 as fast as my little fingers could.
I watched your lifeless body jerk as the paramedics tried to resuscitate you with the notorious defibrillator. After countless attempts, they carried you out on a long stretcher. I insisted on going with you and mom, but I was obviously not mature enough to for the events to come.
At one A.M., you went to be with God.
I never thought I'd see that day so soon. You left behind me, mom, Thomas, Peter, and your little baby Jennie behind. Mom had to struggle for so long to get used to taking on both parental roles. We had to suffer without a father figure in our life and we never got to truly know you.
It has been almost 12 years now and you have missed so much. You never got to see me start my first day of middle school or high school. You didn't get to help me with my first boy problems. You never saw me walk across the stage for graduation. You couldn't help me finally move out and become an adult. You never got the chance to know me.
It breaks my heart when family members talk about what you were like and what their fondest memories of you were. They tell me how much you loved me and how I was YOUR little girl.
My favorite story about you is hearing that when I was younger, I would have cravings for burgers at odd hours of the night (as late as three am) and despite how tired you were, you would drive out to the nearest McDonald's or Burger King (nothing has changed haha ) to fulfill my wishes... without hesitation. Oh, how I had you wrapped around my little finger.
Maybe you're the reason I love being spoiled.
I want you to know that I cherish the little memories we share and that I will always be grateful for the times we had together. I want to thank you for showing me what true love is and how to stay strong in difficult situations. I appreciate all of the great things you blessed our family with and I could not be any happier that I get to call you dad.
Though I know you may not physically be here with me, I know that you are with me in my heart. I long for the day I get to reunite with you again and to live happily together with the man above.
I love you.
Your, Baby Girl
