An unwanted milestone…

As I write this, it is January 28th.  My beautiful and talented daughter is celebrating her 16th birthday.  This means more than just a Sweet 16, or the age she earns her driver’s license, this year marks 8 years since she lost her father.  She has officially been without him for half of her life.  It saddens me to think of it, but true none-the-less.  So with that said, in honor of his memory and as a tribute to my sweet, insightful, and intelligent daughter, I am going to publish a letter that she wrote her father when he passed, and that the pastor read during the funeral:

A letter to my Daddy                                                                             February 16, 2012

It seems like just yesterday when you and I were teaching Marley and Puck tricks. I’ll never forget that day.  I’m glad that you chose Valentine’s Day to die.  That way every Valentine’s Day we’ll all remember how much you loved us and we loved you. Now forever and ever you’ll live in our hearts.

Love,

Your Daughter A

P.S. Mommy said that she’ll learn to like Phineas and Ferb, your favorite show!

Happy Birthday to my beautiful little girl!  You are very special and should be celebrated today and everyday!

 

 

Published by jenr8ion widow

I am a mother of a teenager. I am a career woman. I am a remarried widow. I am struggling everyday to hold it all together, raise talented and gifted child, and come out a better person in the long run. This is a chronicle or rant of my journey. Many will judge, many will criticize, but not many can say they walked in my shoes.

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