My Life

Dear Dad

I’m sorry I wasn’t the daughter you wanted.
I’m sorry we were both robbed of getting to know each other, when I was growing up.
I wish I had known about you. Known the truth.
Known that you cared.
I sometimes wonder… how different we’d both be if we had that time together.
I’m still thankful I knew you though.
There is so much about us that I’ll never understand.
All I ever wanted from you was love and respect.
Looking back, maybe that’s all you ever wanted from me too.
We had a complicated relationship, but I did love you.
Maybe we both were too stubborn to figure out how to say that.
I wish I had been a better daughter to you.
My heart aches to see you just once more.


Your Daughter

About Monica

Living in Newport Beach and Kauai. Survivor of crippling Anxiety and Depression. When I'm not cuddling my adorable dachshund puppy, surfing, or reading, you'll find me on here writing about my love life, loss, and everything in between.

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