Dad, I never forget my last graduation. I was broke and I could not even afford a graduation gown. I never asked anyone to help me buy one, I was too ashamed to ask. It cost alot of money for this particular one, because it came with a hood. All Post-Grads had to wear this particular type.
 I actually prayed hard for some way to pay for it...and up to the last day before the graduation...I still had nothing to pay for it with.
I was already in the process of exchanging one of my prints for an old used one...but, when I went to the Uni campus, the gown was gone...I came home late, still wondering how I would graduate...or whether I would.

I never forget how I came home that afternoon and I didn't say anything about it...but you noticed. I was always so ashamed that I, a grown woman, a mother or 2 kids, still lived at home and did not even have a job or anything to prove that I had potential to be more than just me...I did not want to burden you and mom with my seemingly endless list of problems...and worst of all...ask you to help me with my Grad gown...

That evening, as I stood in the kitchen, you brought in and gave me a parcel.
 Wrapped up was a brand new gown...
I wore this with silver sparkling shoes...I was the most goodlooking mummy grad on that day...Iam forever grateful that Heavenly father blessed us with having you as our dad. I see your smile and hear your laughter...Truth be told, I will never truly accept that you journeyed home. I wish I could spend another moment with you...to hear about the plans and dreams that you had. Thankyou for just being Dad. I never got tired of listening to you...I see you in all your grand children...I know you have met my son..and though my heart is twice as heavy with grief, and I mourn what I had and what I lost, I am grateful for the time you spent with us...It is true - you never know what you had, until you lose it...My greatest fear was losing you...then it happened...My heart will always be broken because of you...