Merry Christmas Papi,
Today has been a depressing day for me I’m not going to lie. The void of your presence is apparent & I miss simply talking to you. We’re taking your recovery day by day and that’s all we can do. You remain critical & not much has changed. Doctors are hoping that you’re stable enough to perform the tracheotomy this upcoming Monday.
Despite of my sadness today, I have felt the love & holiday spirit from loved ones. I’m safe in my home with my family, I took pictures on my good camera to share with you one day. Your grandson has been busy today playing with all his new toys. Your granddaughter & I have been watching shows all day in the living room just relaxing and taking naps in between.
Papi, honestly I just can’t stop missing you, this week so much has happened to me and all I wanted to do is call you so I can feel your love & protection & for you to tell me that all will be ok. I sent you a text message today it was therapeutic just to do so. I hope you read that text soon a long with these letters.
“When my father didn’t have my hand, he had my back.” – Linda Poindexter