Dear Godfather,
In an effort to express my sincerest gratitude to you, I decided to write this letter. In reality, this is a feeble attempt to thank you for everything you, and your incredible wife, have done for me and will only merely scratch the surface of what I would like to tell you. It did not take long for me to grow attached to you; you were always the person I looked forward to seeing the most at family gatherings. I did, and still do, get giddy knowing when I will get to see you.
Even after meeting your beautiful wife, I still felt like a top priority in your eyes. I remember when she volunteered to watch and spend time with me and Elizabeth because my mom was working, and she took us to Dunkin' Donuts to get breakfast before we were to set out for the day. Well, I gave her quite the treat, and surprise, when I threw up all over the place (including on a young, chatty girl around my age who had the unfortunate pleasure of sitting too close). The day continued by her putting on Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets at her place, and letting me recover, which was easy to do because that is one of my favorite movies. A time after that, when you were expecting your first child, you took me out to assure me that I was still important. Maybe that was not your intention at all, but that is what I took from the movie, dinner, and Kids "R" Us trip. Three kids later and you still take such good care of me.
I have to take this opportunity to tell you how spectacular your kids are, too. There are certainly no other children quite like them, and man do I love watching them grow up(even if they do so way too quickly). They have two amazing parents, though, so I figure they will only get better with age. Luckily for me, I get to look to you as a role model as well and that has definitely impacted the person I am striving to become.
So thank you. Thank you for every birthday card and phone card; for every babysitting gig and party; for every swing dance that blew every other dancing duo out of the water. You have been a huge part of my life and hope that never changes. I love you more than I tell you and miss you more often than not. Here is to growing up a little too fast with the people that mean the most.
Love,
Your Goddaughter
