Dear Father,
I love you.
When I was younger, I will admit, I disregarded your existence. Partly because I didn't want to be hurt is why I did that, but mainly because I didn't understand. But dad...you are a great man. As humans, none of us are perfect. But as children, which we all are, we hold expectations of perfection from those who parent us. It takes a certain level of maturity to love unconditionally, and that's what my love for you is now. We know what we've been through but I'm still your daughter and I still love you. I know feelings are mutual when I say that there's nothin I wouldn't do for you. I'm glad to be where we are. I'm happy to have your nose and your freckles and your feet. I'm happy to be me- and I'm only me because of you. Thank you...and i thank God for you. This is long overdue but here's your birthday letter. I wrote mom a couple when I was younger and you and I were distant but happy birthday pops, hope to see you soon and always, always, always...love you.
Danitra (Neeti)...your baby
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