Story by Linda Ferris
Remember when you told me you wanted your first child to be a girl, and that you would give your life for me? Well, because of that, Dad, I always knew that you wanted me.
Remember when you told me I had a curfew, that you had to meet my dates, and that you wanted to know if I was happy or sad? Well, because of that, Dad, I always knew that you cared about me.
Remember when you cried before you walked me down the aisle and when I moved away, and you told me I was your baby girl? Well, because of that, Dad, I knew that you missed me.
Remember when you said that someday when you passed away, you knew I would be okay, that I was smart, strong, and successful? Well, because of that Dad, I knew that you were proud of me.
Don’t you see, Dad? I have confidence because I always knew you wanted me, I’m happy because I always knew you cared about me, and I’m strong because I always knew you missed me. I was able to get my degree because I always knew you were proud of me. And most of all, I have love in my heart because I always knew that you loved me.
I thank my Father in Heaven for giving me you Dad. And because he did, I always knew that God blessed me.
I love you, Dad!
