This morning, I woke up and the first thought that came to my mind was that I need to call you more.
That oh, so familiar feeling.
I hate that feeling.
Being your only daughter and your only child that lives away from home, I should be better at staying in touch!
I should call more and visit more!
I promise to be better this year.
The truth is, if you only knew how much I think about you.
I mean, after all, you are the single most influential man in my life and I wouldn’t be who I am if I had not known you.
As my phone is dialing your number, I’m eagerly anticipating your greeting.
I’ve always loved the sound of your voice.
“Hey my Kellis!” You always greet me with a smile I can feel 1200 miles away.
“What’s goin on, my girl?” And I’m instantly 8 years old again, Daddy’s Little Girl.
Your voice calms me to my core. It heals me. You are the best man I’ve ever known.
Oh man, It’s still ringing…damn! It went straight to voicemail.
Well, I left you a looooong message.
I rambled as I usually do, but I had almost 4 minutes to tell you how much you mean to me and how much I miss you.
If I’d had more time, I’d tell you why I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
Well, for starters, I got your sense of humor, your drive, and your love of music.
I have your inquisitiveness and fierce audacity for any new challenge.
We have the same belly laugh, we are loyal to a fault, and let’s be honest; we can be stubborn as hell.
But our most valuable quality is our unsurmountable propensity to give love.
I’m so proud to be your daughter!
You’ve raised me to believe in myself.
To trust my instincts and have courage.
When all else failed, you always told me to look within myself and the answers would be there.
Today and every day, I celebrate you.
You are my beacon.
I love you Dad.
Happy Fathers Day.