A Letter To Dad: Thank You For Everything I Never Saw

In order to guide my baseball team while we are walking down this road, I shook in the air and took a less expensive vacation.

You let me accept my patience, love, and understanding ... Do not try to make me a more social "typical" man

I really want to thank you all the little decisions you everyday, I never know

I would like to thank you when you cried like a baby, but since you want to make your mother sleep you awake and embrace me.

I would like to thank you for all the bedtime stories you have read to me. A small man entrusts his wife "responsibility" directly and goes to bed directly ... but you choose not to do this

Thank you for showing me that you are crying. So when my friend said "Boys do not cry", you can understand that they did not tell the truth.

As you can easily close us, you will enter deeper into your family's love.

Thank you for stopping the old habits we do not serve you (like smoking), and turning our attention to a better role model.

Thank you for holding me over my shoulder even though I am too big to get there.

I would like to thank you as a child to solve my differences with my mother in front of me.

Even before my brain preserves memory, I would like to thank every time I kiss, hug and praise your mother, my brothers and sisters.

I appreciate being the best example I wanted. Besides, because of only a few decisions you made, the moment I do not know is to turn you into a man and a father.

I am now 70 years old, I thought that I wrote a letter to you, but you know that my father ate a pile of his mother in a fireplace, not me. I have met before you, so you know that you never let go of our chimney. When I met my father, he said that you might have eaten so much mince pie, so this is impossible. As I said, Santa Claus, Dad knows everything. Then she asked if I believed in God? Did I certainly told her why I said my prayers? That mother said that you might be a disguised god. That was the night when I saw you. You look good, your big red belly, shiny black boots and majestic beard. I can not believe my eyes. Like your father, you are very tall, Oh, you use the same aftershave, old spice!

My father saw a psychiatrist saying he was qualified for social security payment after hearing the story of his father's life. I went to the doctor and decided to ask him to write a letter indicating that I can not go to school at the moment. I never do return to high school, I do not say anything or to do anything to prevent me from being sent back. The psychiatrist reviewed the New York document at Manhasset Health Center and I met my first therapist a year ago. I agreed to send a letter saying we are a very smart girl, but now I am mentally unstable so I should not go to school. I do not think it is unstable, but if that does not make me go to school, I do not mind agreeing. My mother is very happy because no school referee no longer calls her. I will be 16 years old, will be legally age to drop out of school soon.