Dear Daddy,

I woke up this morning and looked at the calendar and there in front of me was the 25th of January-staring me in the eye. Five months since you took your last breath. I just can't believe it. I know that loosing a father is different than loosing your husband or a child but the pain is still there. I still can't put words into my mouth to express my deepest pain. I write to you not because I want people to pity me but I find that it's a way of expressing to you my feelings. I know you hear them and I know that you are with me. There is comfort in that for me.

Life is moving forward probably because it has to but I am still at a loss on why you aren't here with me. I ask myself over and over again what went wrong. I know in the back of my mind that it was your time to leave us but that is a hard thing to understand. I'm so sorry that this had to happen to you. There was so much you still wanted to do and see. I wish in so many ways I could have changed the out come and that I wouldn't be writing you this sad story.

I read a quote the other day that said "There is no grief like the grief that does not speak." That is my grief but daddy I hope you hear my prayers so that you can help me to work through the loss of your life.

I love you so much!

Jenny