30 August, 2017

I've lost count of the number of times I've dreamt that you never left.
Perhaps these dreams reflect how much I really really miss you.

Thank you for showing up in my dream, Daddy.
Thank you for telling the waiter that you'll share the bowl of red ruby with me
because "my daughter doesn't like to take too much coconut".
Thank you for running out in the rain to look for me thinking I was still outside.
Thank you for making me smile and laugh with your silly antics.
Thank you for telling me that you're proud of what I do.

I love you, Daddy.