Daddy you taught me so much were do I begin? You taught me how to throw and hit a baseball, but you didn't teach me to aim. You taught me how to tape a car for paint, how to change my oil and tires, how to check my fluids in my car. You taught me that I don't need a man and if I have one its because I want him there but I don't need him. You taught me that I can do anything I put my mind too. You taught me how to fish and drive the boat. You taught me to always take pride in my work no matter how big or small it is. You taught me to be a leader and not a follower. You taught me that life is to short and not to take things so seriously. You even taught me how to throw a punch. You taught me how I want Timothy and Christopher to be when they grow up.....just like their Pop Pop
You may not have been the best passenger or the best one to follow behind you when driving, but you were the best daddy ever. You were always there be it plays, baseball or whatever we were into you were either the coach or out in the crowd watching.
It never mattered how old I was, when I called saying I need you, there you were to help in anyway, shape or form. You were and still are my hero.
I miss you more than words can ever say, and its only been a week.
I love you always and forever and will always be your little girl. Until we meet again daddy, I love and miss you.