They’re telling me you won’t make it through the night but I’m praying you do. I love you. You’re a Siso, you’re a marine, you’re a fighter. I know you’ve been suffering but I just keep hoping you’ll get better. It hurts knowing I can’t help you at all. If there’s anything I’ve learned from you it’s to never give up and always stay strong. From you I’ve learned to be independent and to stand on my own. Daddy, please don’t go. I’ll always be your little girl. I love you. You’ve always been the one I turn to when I need to talk, you’re the one who knows I’m upset before I even say anything. You’re my biggest fan, my supporter, my dad. I can’t imagine a world without you. I never thought this day would come. I love you, Daddy. I want you to be there to see me graduate, and when I get my degree, when I get married and to hold your grandchild. Daddy, we made plans for this summer and this december. What am I supposed to do without you. I hope that the doctors are wrong and that you’ll make it through. I have so much more to say but I just can’t think right now. I love you, Daddy.
Chelsey, 17.
Really just going to be posting/rebloging anything I want.
