That letter you wrote me from when I was born still hangs on my wall. That picture of you holding me at just a few months old still holds a space in a frame above my bed. I think of you every day, all of the time. I miss you in my bones.
You left me way too young. I wish I could remember you. My mom tells me all of the time that you would have been in every moment of my life and I fully believe that. You were the heart a soul of this family and when you left there's always been something missing.
I'll never forget when I called Nana to tell her I got accepted into college. She told me how you would be so proud of me. I remember the tears in my eyes. I remember that moment so well because that's the moment I realized just how much I'd been missing out on. All the moments you wouldn't get to share with me.
You were the kind of man that anyone would consider admirable. Making sacrifices for your not only your family but your country as well. You were one hell of a man and you are missed by so many.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that there's you in everything I do. Even though you're not here with me, you're with me every day in spirit. I know it's your strength that gets me through the hard days and it's your spirit that makes the special events that much more special.
I just want you to know that I'm going to make you so proud. I'm going to work hard for you. I am going to dedicate this all to you.
I'll see you when I see you.