Back when I was 16, I decided I wanted to leave home and I ran away with the fair. I took a long journey to Miami, Fla. Two days after I arrived, I hear that Ford Pinto coming down the street. I knew it was you. I thought you were going to "kill" me. Instead, you took me out to eat and tried to get me to come back home. You were never mad but I knew you were sad! You let me stay until I was ready to come home. I made it home the day after Christmas and you were so happy that I was back home. I remember watching the Christmas video you had made and crying so because I knew I hurt you so much. You had placed an 8X10 picture of me under the tree. You were saying you really missed me and wished I was home for Christmas. Now I regret my decision to leave home but I learned that my daddy's love was unconditional!