hey dad, guess what?
your little girl is 18 today.
it kills me to know that you weren't able to see me grow these last few years. despite all the bad i have done, i like to believe that you would be so proud of me.i
can't believe i am saying this, but i have to move on. i need to, i hope you understand. i'll always be your little girl, i promise. no matter what i go through, i'll always come to talk to you. i know letting you go is easier said than done, believe me.
do you remember when i would drive with you on your lap? i drive now. but more than anything, i wish i could still drive with you.
no one ever told me it would be this hard to let go of someone. that it would finally take ten years to finally unerstand. in reality, it tkaes a lifetime, and even more.
mom isn't doing too well. i'm scared more than anything. i don't want to lose her, too. i just can't.
do you remember when i always said that i would be your best friend? i'm still sticking to my word.
i still can't believe that it's been ten years and a month since it happened. i still feel like it was yesterday. i remember everything that happened that day.
maybe one day soon i'll come and visit you and just talk all day with you.
you know, i still search for you in crowded places. it's silly, i know. but a girl can hope, right?
i wish you could be here to tell me how much you love me and miss me. but i know you can't be.
i can still feel your stubble brushing across my cheek as i had said goodbye to you that very last time.
i miss that feeling more than anything in the world.
dad, your little girl is eighteen. can you believe it?
most eighteen year olds wish for a car, money and a boyfriend on their birthday.
i just wish i could hug you one last time.
you will always be my hero, dad.
february 20, 2967 - october 6, 2002
"your memory is my keepsake with which i'll never part;
god has you in his keeping, i have you in my heart."