Wednesday, February 23, 2011

We all bleed red...

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Dear Dad,

I have something to tell you. There you are sitting not 10 feet from me and I can't say this because? I don't know. Mom is flitting around you like a hummingbird. I have been trying to put myself in her place. You almost died. Just that fact is overwhelming. She's trying her best to mother you. To make sure you are okay. Problem is- well that's not a problem is it. Having someone to care if you live or die. We should all be so lucky. You and I have both known times when we didn't think that anyone gave a dam. Having someone who loves you and worries over you is pretty good.

The thing I had to tell you?

I love you. Hang in there. It will be okay. I promise you it will be okay.

Love,

Your daughter.

PS No matter where we are in this world, I am so grateful for you. I wouldn't be on this Earth without you. I wouldn't know how to be stronger than the things life gives you. Thanks to you I have good sense. The faith that I can go out on that great big water in that tiny little boat.

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