You can find me beneath the trees
















When life gets too hard


















When you feel the breeze


















You'll know that I have you in my arms.


















You can find me in the rain


















When you want to cleanse yourself of the pain


















And when you begin to cry


















You'll know that I'm that wiping the tears from your beautiful eyes.


















You can find me in the suns warming rays


















When you get too cold from lonely days


















And when you feel spirit soar
You'll know that you're not alone anymore.


















You can find me in the dark of the night


















When you're desperate to give up the fight


















And when your body does not continue to shake


















You'll know that I have lifted you high above this forsaken place.


















You can find me with the man in the moon


















When you feel down and blue


















And when comfort kisses your soul


















You'll know that I am watching over you.
























You can find me all around you












When you lose sight of the beauties in life












I'll be there to remind you what living is like












And when you feel like you have nothing left












Cling to my memory


And know that I loved you with my last breath.



I have a box with pictures in it and letters, letters to him that he'll never read.
I miss my daddy today, well I miss him everyday, but today it just really got to me. Maybe because I was watching Ruby on t.v. and she was talking about how she missedher dead father and how she played softball with him when she was young. That was our thing, ya know? Nine years of softball, and I quit the year he died. Every season, since I was 5 years old playing t-ball, he was there. Every practice, every game. He even coached a few years. I tried playing after he died, but it was hard stepping on the field and looking around and not seeing him there. I do miss it. I miss softball.
I just want him here. To be proud of me. To coach me. To see me go off on dates. To see me go to prom. To accept it when I make mistakes, and to love me anyway. To help when I feel lost. To cheer me on.
But I'm living this life without him.
And that hurts worse than anything.
I love you Daddy. Always. <3


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