Valentine's Day 2019
Dear Violet,
I've been really bad at writing to you on a regular basis, but I hope to turn that around as soon as possible.
There are so many memories of you that have happened since I last wrote you. You continue to grow and evolve. You're 31 months now, 2 and a half years old, and while still our baby, you are very much a little girl. More about your growth and your life as I write to you more. This letter is about something just as important as you.
This Valentine's Day, we're not able to be together as a family. Your Mom is on her way back from class in San Mateo as she works towards her Bachelors in Nursing, en route to a CRNA license. I'm currently at work in Station 6, in my first of 3 days in the firehouse; and you are currently at Hiddenbrooke spending with your Lola Betty on Valentine's Day. Such is life at this stage for us right now; we can't be together, and that's going to happen from time to time; but my love for you and your mother grows fonder every day, especially in times like this when we can't be together.
I want to tell you just how much I love your mother and how much I appreciate her. I don't tell her that enough, and I probably don't demonstrate it to her the way she'd like me to, but I do....with every iota of my body and soul
In the time just before I met her, I went through a lot of pain and healing; a lot of self discovery, and a lot of growing up. It's not an uncommon story as you'll find out as you grow older, but this one is mine. That pain.....that healing...that growing.....it was necessary..... and it allowed me to find your mother and see her for who she is. It allowed me to have the courage to project my true self.
I don't hurt, but I am scarred; I don't forget where I came from, yet I try not to look back...because that's not where I plan on going.
I haven't had the time to reflect on the recent past with much introspect lately. I know from trial and error, that doing that is key to keeping myself not only grounded in truth, but it's also a key to me living on my life's edge where my real purpose lies, where I hold my deepest realization.
As a result, you and your mother haven't been getting the best version of me. It sucks to say that, because the best of me is what I demand of myself, and I'm committed to the both of you to deliver my best self.
Your mother and I have had some recent friction with regards to that. She and I don't always see eye to eye, but we have the same goals, even if we differ in what we think is the best way to get there.
Yet I love her none the less, and I appreciate her, because not only does she challenge me to be better man, she affords me the opportunity to nurture and take care of her, to take care of you. It is one of my deepest realizations to be her partner and to be your father.
I'm just like anyone else trying to make do, succeeding and failing at the same time; trying to be strong, wise, unswerving in dedication and direction. I have no choice but to stretch my limits further, becoming the person I am not sure I can be...But I must, and somehow in these past few years, I've weathered the challenges - though not unscathed, I can assure you of that. I have failed, I have succeeded, and in the final analysis, I have survived; shaken not stirred; and tomorrow is another day; another palate to paint something of worth to me and those in my life, especially you and your mother.
Happy Valentine's Day sweetheart...I love you and your mother to the moon and back.
Love,
Dad