Wednesday, September 28

day twentysix: something old




saying this is old is saying i'm old...
oh well.

this is a letter my dad wrote me in july of 1984.
i keep it tucked away in a favorite book of mine that reminds me of him.
i don't even know if he realizes i still have it.

well dad, now you know.
i've kept it all these years.







4 comments:

MN @ Serenity and Style said...

this is so beautiful, brought tears to my eyes. thanks for sharing something so special :)

Emma Frances said...

That is so sweet! I love looking back at things like this from my parents.

dreamboat rach said...

What GORGEOUS handwriting! Wow...I am so envious. I have a card my dad wrote me when I was born, it's so special :) <3

Poppa Dan said...

You never forget those kinds of moments. I remember that afternoon very well. I was on the piano in the other room playing softly so I wouldn't wake you and then I heard you cry. I was just so happy to have you in my life that when I saw how sad your tiny face was, I just wanted to make any sadness go away. And I thought about it for a while, and wrote a little poem.

And there has never been a day that passed that I have felt any different. And I love you. You are everything in the world you ought to be. And it's wonderful and beautiful. I get to be your dad.

Love,
Poppa