I loved my dad.
The last thing he left for me was a all colored dress in a bag of groceries, left on the steps of our home, with my name on it.
I wore this dress to his funeral, everyone got mad but I didn't care. Wanted to let dad know that I loved him and the dress.
I wish every day he was here, I could always tell dad things and he wouldn't never judge me. He always told me to follow my dreams and my heart.