"I was on my tumblr page and this stood out to me.. It kinda touched my heart because lately I've thinking about my dad.. about how much he's in and out of life but really hasn't done anything for me or to help me. He's never been a type of person I could depend on or talk to.. basically because he's never there when I actually need him. But.. enough of my sob story... Here's the post."
Dear Daddy
Where have you been?
I miss you. I miss someone I barely know, but your blood still runs through my veins. You use to call me “scooter”… I have no clue where you got that nickname from, one that I hated, but I’m dying to answer to now. You missed every every Christmas, every Thanksgiving… the times when it was suppose to be about family, and the only family I wanted there, was you. You missed every birthday too, I guess watching me grow up never mattered to you. I do have ONE birthday card, the only one I ever got from you my whole life. Its red and white with a dog on the front. ..Do you remember? I keep it in a plastic bag wrapped up in a safe place so it won’t be ruined. I cherish it, Its the only thing I have to prove that you remembered the day I was born. Did you know now and laters are my favorite candy? I personally love other candy’s more, but I made them my favorite just because I knew they were yours. You know I never knew why you never chose to be in my life,I stopped asking myself eventually. Daddy’s little girl is all I ever wanted to be. Of course you know mommy remarried… I have a step dad. He’s the one that tucked me in, kissed me goodnight, taught me how to drive, took me to school, paid for my college. He’s the one I call when things go wrong. He’s my dad… but thats suppose to be you. Does it feel good that another man had to step up to the plate to do the things you were SUPPOSE to be doing? I wish you knew me… but more so, I wish I knew you. Its never to late to get to know me you know…I’m still here, even if you don’t want me… I’m still here, and I still love you.
Sincerely yours,
Scooter
