It feels strange to write a letter after so long. There was a time before email and WhatsApp when I would write you. Secret missives from a daughter to her father. To let you know that I was doing well in school and you would be happy with my grades. But more importantly to complain about mom. How she was driving me crazy, and how I was waiting for you to come down and rescue me from her, at least for that brief wonderful month you would be here. We would gang up and drive her crazy.
It’s been almost two years since I spoke to you. But I’m writing again, to let you know that I am doing well. I go through my days trying to do the things that would make you proud of me. I don’t know if there is a window up in heaven from where you can look down, but I’m not taking chances. If you do take a peek, I want to leave a smile on your face. God knows I put far too many frowns on it growing up.
I want to assure you that mom is doing well. She still drives me crazy, but I have finally learned patience. It took loosing you to actually understand how finite our time together is. All the years I wasted finding faults with you both! I am so sorry.
There are days when I miss you terribly. But then there are also days when I am so wrapped up in life that I don’t. I have stopped feeling guilty about those days. I realise now that I don’t have to think about you. I am a part of you. I just have to be the best that I can be. That is all that you ever wanted of me.
So this letter is to let you know that you don’t have to peep out of that window and worry about us. You have a blast up in heaven. I’m taking care of your family on earth.
I love you daddy.
Always and forever.