Dad, I know it's been a while; I'm 16 now and so many things are different and a plethora of different and peculiar people have come and gone in and out of my life. So much has happened while you're gone, and I know you'll never be able to hear this but thank you for being there for those eight and a half years of my life. You were there for me like any father was and you were till your last breath, and I'm glad you're at peace now. I'd also like to tell you that I'm happy now. So happy. Maybe I'm not fully happy, but isn't that how life works? You can't exactly answer that question for me, and I know I didn't know you that well at all enough because I was 8, but somehow, I know you would've had the best answer. There are so many stories I wish I could tell you and so many great and wonderful people I've met that I'd want you to meet, but things just aren't the way they are and I understand. I love you, dad.