Happy Birthday in Heaven Dad
You have missed so much dad, can you believe it’s actually been 7 years. Time has gone by so fast, and today is the 7th birthday that I will blow out the candle's memory of you dad. I will never forget our last night together before you ended everything. You came over to my friend’s house, saw you princess in a beautiful prom dress, in front of the fireplace, and you took the opportunity for one last dance. One that in my future I would never have, I know now you knew that then. And I want to thank you for that dad. Was the last voice you heard and I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye, but you wanted it that way and I understand that now. Often I feel like I’m dancing with your ghost dad, because I miss you so much. I write letters from you to myself because I wish you were there to give me some advice. I look at pictures of you and me and wish I could go back to that day, because I still need you. I remember holding your hand for the last time while you laid in that cold box and even though I was silent, and I didn’t scream that I still wanted you, I only did because I was waiting for you to tell me “let’s go home princess.” But you never did. How could you after you already drifted to heaven. But I hope you're at peace dad. I hope you can rest easy knowing I made it with only the thought of you getting me through some things. I know you're sorry you can’t hold my hand, hug me, or have another conversation with me again, but dad, I forgive you. In these 7 years that you have been gone, I have only grown stronger, and I know you're proud of me, and I hope you know I’m proud of you, I believe in you like you believe in me. I will keep going, and I’ll keep your memory alive, you live on in me dad. I’m just like you, and you have no idea how true that really is now that I’m much older. I may be an adult now, but you can still call me your princess. Today you turn 47, you're an old fart. Sorry but it’s true. Love you though. I hope you hear me read this and catch that tear in your eye, I can’t promise that I will catch mine. But dad, you're my hero, my loyal friend, and my trusted companion, and today is all about you. Happy 47th Dad. I love and miss you every single day. Thank you for choosing me for that last dance and that last conversation, I will always be so very grateful for that last night even though it brings me pain, thank you Crash. Happy birthday old man. Love your daughter, Cheyenne.