I had a hard time writing this week's letter. Truth be told I haven't even sent it out. The letter goes to my dad. Quite simply, I want to thank him for being an amazing grandfather. For trying to ask for forgiveness, make up for past wrongs, through his time and actions as a grandfather. I want to thank him for putting up with my abuse. Sometimes I still feel like a teenager the way we go back and forth, tit for tat. I give him such a hard time and I am realizing that it's getting old and I need to stop. He loves me nonetheless despite of it all, and still calls every week just to check in. See how I'm liking my job, see how traffic is going, offering alternative routes for me to try. He drives me crazy sometimes, but I love him.
p.s. if it seems like I'm rushing through this post, well I am. I didn't realize that I'd instantly start crying as I type. Obviously I have some things I'd like to say to my dad.