I love you so much. Looking at you now I wish I would've expressed that to you more. How happy I am to be your daughter and how happy I am to call you daddy and my father. I love you, and I hope you know that. I hope you know I have never in my life overlooked how much you did for us. You follow God, and the relationship you have with him encourages me every single day of my life. You were right, I love to write just like you, and that is a gift I'm thankful you have and that God also gave me. I write about you often. How I want to be close to you and how I want you to know that I love you. To truly understand it. So here I am saying it to you, dad the bible says that nothing can separate us from the love from of God and similarity I want you to know that nothing can separate me from the love I have for you and that I know you have for me. I'm sorry for the times I argued with you rather than listened, I'll admit, you were right a majority of the time. I'm sorry for the times you asked me to call more, and I didn't, I should have. And I'm sorry for not showing you enough how appreciative I am of the sacrifices you've made and continue to make for this family. I am my daddy's daughter, and I say that because my feisty at times argumentative personality or ability to stand up for justice, I believe I learned from you and mom. Two of the most influential people I know who would go to battle for anyone in the natural or spiritual. I want to say thank you. I'm not losing hope, but I need you to fight. I need you to fight. I need you to be here to walk me down the aisle, to dance with me on my wedding day. To see your other grandchildren. I need to call you more, every week just to say hi and tell you just how much I love you. Because I do. Daddy, I love you with an immeasurable amount of love. I love you so so much. I'm sorry for the times I didn't listen, and I hurt you. Or made you feel like you weren't a good father. You always did things with my best interest in mind, and I wouldn't be the woman I am today if not for you doing that. And for all of us. I love you, daddy. I love you so much. Let's fight! I'm telling Jesus he can't have you. It's not your time at all yet. So the devil is gone! I know if I were in your position, you'd be fighting for me in prayer and believing. I'm going to do exactly what I knew you'd do for me. Fight!
I love you.
(Written in 2015 following dad's stroke)