Dear Daddy....

Dear Daddy,

We had a phone conversation one day and I could tell something wasn’t right. A girl knows her father and there was something you weren’t saying. Daddy, you told me you were scared and to hear your protector reveal something in such a defeated way was heart breaking. I tried my hardest not to become overly emotional as I told you I loved you…for the last time.

I remember sitting at a computer on the third floor of the library. I called Chee to tell her she needed to make her way to the hospital since you had been admitted into ICU. But something in my spirit wasn’t right. And then I got a call from Quay. “Daddy didn’t make it”

I immediately hung up the phone and turned to my friend and said “Tip, my daddy just died.”

Quay called back and with a serious voice he asked, “DID YOU HEAR ME!?” “Yes,” I replied. “What happened?!”

I can’t even remember the explanation he gave. But why daddy, why you?

I called my momma trying to be as calm as possible as the receptionist picked up the phone. As soon as I heard her say “Omega!” in a concerned tone, daddy I lost it. I had never in my 21 years of living felt a pain so great. You were my king, my provider, my protector. You were everything a daughter could want in a father.

I remember being so numb. Nothing mattered. I called your phone a couple times just to hear your voice on your voicemail. I can still hear your voice.

Daddy, I never imaged my life without you. I keep asking God to take these tears away because I’m pretty sure I’ve flooded enough prayers. I didn’t need anything but you. I’ve attempted to fill this void in my heart now for 8 years and nothing works. You’re a hard act to follow.

I keep wondering what life would be like if you were still here. Sharing all my many accomplishments with you because you were my biggest fan. I keep thinking about the things we never got to do and the places we never got to go. And now, all I’m left with are memories and tears.

I never got the chance to tell you how proud I was to be your daughter. You made me feel so special. I believe that a father should be the 1st man to teach a girl how to be treated, loved, and respected. You showed me that!

I promise every time I set out to concur a task in life my motivation to finish is you. I’ve made a few mistakes along the way however, I’ve a learned a great deal from them too. I pray that I’m still making you proud.

P.S. I MISS YOU IMMENSELY!

Love,

Your Baby Girl