Dad,
I remember being a daddy's girl when I was young. Helping you make your lunch and always drinking your tea. I remember you taking me fishing.
Then, all changed when I was a teenager. I'm sorry for acting the way I did. We argued because you cared. Because you loved me. And because I was your daughter.
When I finally grew up I had my dad back. I know you didn't push me away. It was me. I was selfish as a teenager. We became close once again and I couldn't have been happier with our relationship.
Then, the day I will always remember. The phone call from you telling me you were diagnosed with lung cancer.
I couldn't believe it. I was so scared and sad. So scared I'd lose you. you fought that battle so long. Surgeries, chemo, and radiation. And then the call that delighted me. Dad you said the doctors cured you. He cancer was gone. I was happy again. As you know I needed. After all my husband and I found out we were having a baby.
The stress of this was giving me issues. I could finally feel worry free. Unfortunately, that didn't last long. Within 2 months you had called me again with horrific news. The cancer was back and had already spread. There was nothing more the doctors could do. I watched you go downhill fast. You lost so much weight. You were in so much pain.
It hurt me to watch what this disease was doing to you. Within a couple months you were gone. You had left me and went on a new journey to heaven. I named my daughter after you. I wish you could have seen her and been the wonderful grandpa I know you would've been. I miss you everyday dad. I will always be your little girl and my heart will always have a piece missing without you. I love you dad. Until we meet again!
