Dear Dad,
While in high school, you spoke of your parents, how you wished you sat at the table with your father more often. I was inspired to write in a notebook everyday and gift it to you before heading off to college. I don’t think I gave you that notebook and now I can’t find it. However, I find myself wishing the same as you did now. I miss you; your food, your stories, your voice, and your presence. I should’ve sat with you more often.
You’re not gone, but it’s still difficult being far from home. I get excited with every visit and look forward to the next one before it’s even over.
On the day of my wedding, before getting dressed in Hmong clothes, you patted my head. It was the last time I saw you that day. You’ve patted my head before, but it seemed different this time. There was much more weight to it, yet, it felt empty too.
I know there were a lot of emotions during that time. Now that I have a daughter, too, I understand. I didn’t then. But I want you to know that I will always be your daughter. You will always be my father. That won’t change. And in every lifetime I hope I get lucky to be your daughter again.
You’ve taught me so much about life. I truly wish I was able to experience more with you before marriage and parenthood. However, I’m happy we get to experience this life together too. My daughter gets the amazing opportunity to grow with her grandfather. Everytime I see you two together, I wish time would slow down. I want to hold onto that moment for a bit longer.
Being a parent and a spouse now, I see how much you’ve done and continue to do. It wasn’t easy, but you made it seem so. You looked out for us, supported us, and guided us. Even with my daughter and husband, you continue to.
I can’t thank you enough for it all, for you. You are a true gem, one of a kind. Thank you, Dad, for being you.
