Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Ponytails and Bike Rides

Dear Best Friend,

 If I could place your heart in my hand and hold it until it was void of this pain; I would carry it around as if it were an infant child. If a million words or letters would make you feel better I'd write you everyday, twice. As honest as I am, I wish I could say this reality were a lie and tomorrow would be like the day before this one. If I could click my heels declaring that there is no place like home; I would be by your side so that you never traveled this road alone. I'm forced to send my love through the mail at a time when I want nothing more than to hold your hand. I can never string together enough words to mask your pain. All I can do is pray for you and your family at this time of loss.

 A Father is a girl's first love, so I am asking you to cling to faith, while you lean on all who love you for strength and God for peace and understanding. Please don't burden your mind with why, heaven could not have angels if our loved ones did not say goodbye. If the moments become unbearable and your mind is screaming for an escape, return to our long summer days of ponytails and bike rides and let all of your thoughts catch the breeze for one day I promise the movement of the wind will make you smile because it is then you will know your Dad will forever be near.

LaKe Mel, I love you,

Nei

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