Sorry guys, I know the format is weird but it was the easiest way for me to get this out.
Dear Dad,
This year has been a lot of firsts, both good and bad. This was the first year that I didn't have my mentor, someone that I could bounce ideas and thoughts off of. I have to be thankful that you were there for me at all of those critical points in time in which your thoughts and advice were turned into life altering decisions. I miss our conversations that weren't full of bullshit but were dripping with sarcasm. I think about you constantly and sometimes still have conversations with you, however your advice tends to be repetitive from previous conversations. No matter, it is still helpful and brings a smile to my face.
This was the first year that I couldn't wish you a Merry Christmas, Happy Father's Day or a Happy Birthday, and well, that sucked. I am finally doing a pretty good job at being an adult these days and when I wanted to pick up the phone and talk to you about it, well that sucked as well. I would love to talk politics with you, but in a way I think that you might have lucked out with this whole Trump deal.
So since I can't talk to you and give you a big hug, I think about all of the great memories that I have with you. I think about the trips we went on, or the homework you helped me with. I think about all of the great things that you have done with your life, from inspiring so many people to be great scientists, or helping them to train physically for something that they never thought they would be able to do. I use your techniques to help out my students at school, or your words to try to positively influence others actions. Everyday I miss you, everyday I think of you and everyday I try to do better because you were such a positive role model in my life.
Love always,
Sabrina
P.S. I got a tattoo for you the other day. I know it's ironic because you hated my tattoos, however it is my way of always having you with me.