Dear Dad,
I write to you not only as your daughter, but as one
of many daughters who know the unique intricacies
of the lessons only their fathers could teach them. I
write to you because out of every helping hand I
have received in this world, you receive the least
amount of credit and praise for the things you do.
You’ve always stood back and let me shine, only
stepping in when I call for you knowing you can’t
be more than a short distance away. It’s time I use
these words to pull you and every other remarkable
father into the light you so deserve to be seen in.
It’s time that light radiates on the genuine and
extraordinary love only you could have shown me. Dad, I
remember everything. I remember every time you selflessly did
what I wanted, and never asked for anything in
return. I remember every display of overwhelming
patience and grace you showed me. I remember it
all, because it lives in the heart of a daughter
forever.
Often a dependable and trustworthy father figure
can become a scarcity today, so for those of us
blessed enough to be graced with one like you, we
feel the strength of that presence. We watched the
way you ran to get the car for us in the rain
We let those images engrave themselves on our
young and transforming hearts as we grew into
young women. We learned to love the way we were
loved by you. We had high expectations because
you set the bar high. We had high hopes because
you taught us that love from another should be
respectful, honest and encouraging. As a father,
you taught so much more than a daughter could
ever articulate.
Dad, you were the first man I ever loved. You held
me, played with me, supported me, scolded me, beat the hell out of me when necessary and let me
grow. Your patience, quiet notion of complete
understanding and unwavering love made me the
woman I am today. You believed in me first. You
danced with me first. You gave me all I could have
ever needed, because you gave me love. And by
giving me love, you taught me what love is and
also what it isn’t. You showed me that love is being
strong and humble, while also loving one’s self
enough to reach for the stars. Love is respect and
support on all of life’s endeavors.
One day you’ll walk me down the aisle to another
man, chosen in the image of how you taught me to
be loved. When I let go of your arm I hope you
know that my heart is molded in the shape of the
love you showed me. I hope you know I’m never
really letting go because I know that through any
stage I encounter or dream I decide to chase,
you’re still back there watching me, and waiting for
my call. I know that in my heart there is no love like
the first love, and that part of me will always belong
to my dad.
Forever,
Your Little Girl, Timaro

**"clears throat** Please make your own emotional love or unhappy letter short, don't mind the Length of my own. Tenkiu!