Daughter:

I was going through some pictures  it struck me how much you mean to me.  Wasn’t it just a very short time ago that I first met you in the hospital in your mother’s arms? I remember well that tiny fragile bundle.  You wrapped your small sweet smelling hand around my finger and smiled.  You will always be Daddy’s little girl.

Twirling of batons , drum lessons, cake decorating, Grandmothers, late nights, candles on the window sill, tears and smiles; all punctuated your growth.  You grew up and now you have a daughter of your own.  How time flies.  I was not always there when you needed me. The Church often nudged you and the rest of the family into second place.  For that I am sorry.

I have always been quick with a word of advice and for what it is worth, please forgive me for spouting off again.

I want so much for you.  I want you to be whatever your heart pushes you toward.  While I am fully aware that at times your head gets in the way of just being you.  Don’t imitate anyone else; remain true to your vision of life.  Don’t pretend to be someone you are not, just to satisfy other expectations.  I discovered not too long ago that the definition of perfect is simply doing or being better than expectations.  My daughter you are perfect.  The world seems to want for us to put on a disguise hide our real person.  Sadly, over a period of time these disguises become the only thing the world sees.  You are the best daughter God ever made.  Don’t let the child in you die. As long as you nurture this child within you, you will find happiness and joy in life.

Remember that when someone loves you, it is because you have within you something very unique and special.  When someone loves you it is because you have touched them and given them joy.

The world in which we life is a wondrous place and sometimes small and petty things get in the way and try to hide its marvel. Strive to look beyond the seemingly harsh things that would steel your joy. You make it worthwhile.  Your strength and persistence makes a difference. Open your heart to goodness. No matter what happens, don’t let negative people or thoughts take hold of you. The choice between being an optimist or a pessimist will remain right there in front of you. Choose one, choose wisely!

My sweet daughter, if you ever get to a place you need a hug or advice, Dad is always to listen and pass no judgements.   If you get to a place where you find yourself close to failing at what you have a mind to do, I am here to give you a shoulder to cry on and a strong arm to hold you up.

There is a purpose in everything and everyone that comes into your life. Be bold, be brave and believe in the power of your dreams – the dreams that shine in your lovely eyes like stars will illuminate your way.

It is true that with every passing day, I will grow older and weaker. A day may come when I will become forgetful. But even then, you with your bright smile, will light up my heart.

I love you, dear daughter!