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SuKa
Apr 29th, 2005, 02:11 PM
Dear Father,

Hey Daddy, how are you? It's me, your daughter. You probably knew that but I just thought I'd state the obvious because this is most likely going to turn into some long and dragging-on letter that you might lose interest in so lemme just say now I love you in case you don't find it in here somewhere later. It's been years since I last saw you but it feels like you just went back to work and I'm waiting for the end of the week for you to come visit! How time flies. I remember how you used to come get me every Friday and it feels like I wait everyday. That's why every Friday I go to the mall so I don't have to torture myself like I did before I became a mall rat when you didn't come in the old, red piece of junk to get me. But all the time I think about how we could be playing Sonic or I could watch you beat up Alex in Tekken 2. But that's all in the past because you're dead after all. But hey, things like that never seemed to stop you, I'm sure you're smiling wherever you are.

Hey Daddy, you remember that day you wanted to visit the Delaware water gap? You just got up that morning and out of the blue told Poppy that you wanted to go fishing and Poppy didn't think twice to get the fishing rods. Off we rode! We didn't catch a single fish that day, did we? Ha, that one fish Poppy caught with his hands, remember? The one that rolled over in the water and pretended to play dead as Poppy caught it? He let it go because he thought it was diseased but it just swam away! Big fish too, you probably would have cooked it yourself, haha. Remember how we came home and all of a sudden you started crying? I never understood why you cried, we were all trying to ask you what was wrong and all you did was apologize for being so random and stupid. Haha, I took it from you Dad, I'm just like that today! I don't think we ever regretted that day at all.

Remember that huge jar of pennies you used to have? Yeah, I remember the day you finally wanted to cash it in. You told me to strap up and we put it in your leather back-bag (I still have that; I use it but it could use some repairs!) and I carried it as we walked to the bank. Remember how much cash came out of those pennies? A whole $7.52. We bought ice cream and fed the geese. Remember that day? When we went to go feed the geese, they all crowded around us! We tried to scare them away but they all saw the shopping bag and only got closer and closer. Haha, we screamed so loud, we probably woke up the entire place.

Remember by 10th birthday? You planned it all out for me and decided that we would go to PA and visit Hershey Park and the Medieval Fair. That was the best birthday ever, you took me to the caverns and got me that amazing crystal rock I still have. I remember walking through the caves and you told Alex not to lean over or else his glasses would fall into the water. I remember that little house that we rented in the trailer park. Mommy said it was bigger than the place you and she lived in, haha, I remember her complaining. Thanks for the N64; I play it all the time still. I'm still waiting to beat Mario with you. Remember Hershey Park? They gave us those HUGE chocolate bars and none of us could finish them! The Fair was amazing. Hey, Dad, remember how I won the "slaying of the dragon?" You got it on film too; I was the only one in line that got the javelin through the ring while riding that horse suspended in the air. I remember you giving me back my flute as we danced over the fake plastic coin that I got. I remember winning that fish that you didn't let me keep because you told me I would be sad if it died. I remember coming back to the rented house and finding the mice. You and me were so scared and Alex let out the ferrets and killed the mice with rat poison. It was the craziest summer ever, thanks tons.

Hey Dad, remember when you used to live in Paterson? Of course you do, remember when you took me with you for lunch? We did so many father-daughter things; I miss them all the time. Mostly because there's no one to really do them with anymore. Ah, but, I remember when you took me to the restaurant near where you worked. I love their little hot dogs! They were so good! You served me like a real customer and told me about meeting the vice president and then even took me to the rose garden. You taught me how to feed the squirrels at the garden. They came right to me and took away the peanuts I had! Remember when you took me to Central Park? You took me to that Pyramid Playground day after day...I loved going in the top of the pyramid and down the ladder inside. You and Mom would make bets to see which side of the pyramid I would come out of...You always told me which one you bet so I could let you win! I always wanted you to win, even at chess. You were so good at chess. I still have that chess set we used to play on but there's no one for me to play with so it's been in the closet next to the pink and green trainer skates you got me...

Dad... do you remember the pictures? The wall in your apartment? Every time we would come home from wherever you would take us, from the Central Park or to the Museum of Natural History, you had me draw a picture of something that we saw or learned or something new that we picked up. You put them on your wall to the point that we couldn't see the wall at all! When you moved, you stored them in the bottom cabinet. Mom threw them out after you left, but I still remember the animals I drew and the war scenes you did. I can't even count all the places you took us. Daddy, you got me into writing poetry, remember? You would tell me how amazing each poem I wrote was and typed them all up for me and hung them on the wall too. Remember the one you helped me with? "If you don't go when nature calls, in your pants you'll have Niagara Falls?" I still remember that and it's still really funny to me! We came up with the weirdest poems ever.

Dad, remember how you made me go to sleep if I couldn't sleep? "Your cute little nose, your cute little eyes, your cute little ears...." When I was scared you would do that for me. Thanks, I still remember you poking my nose as you said it. It made me laugh to sleep instead of be scared, so I appreciate that a lot. Remember when you got me Hammy?? He was the cutest hamster in the world, wasn't he? Remember how he was just a little black ball? I wasn't there when he died, sorry. Remember how we almost lost Hammy once? We went looking for him everywhere and you and me even went into the middle of the road to look for him. Turns out he was stuck inside the couch, remember? He was so funny. You were so funny. I even remember once, this really really long time ago, when I was little? My teacher asked me "what can your father do?" This was WAY back, in like, elementary school. I said "He can cook chicken!" But you couldn't cook too much else, right? Haha, I remember all the frozen meals. I still loved them though, thanks for trying.

(Cont. In next post)

SuKa
Apr 29th, 2005, 02:12 PM
Hey. Dad. Do you remember when you got sick? We thought it was just headaches. Remember when you first got your first brain tumor removed? We all ran in when it was over to find you in a hospital bed reading a book! You looked up and were just like "well finally!" We took you home and everything was amazing. Until the tumor grew back. They said there was nothing they could do this time, right? We just ignored it, right? We tried to, right? I remember you going to church every Sunday after that and I always went with you. Sometimes it was just you and me but whenever you went, I went. I once didn't want to go, remember? I just didn't want to. I'm sorry, I should have. I feel bad about that. Remember how you had me sing in the choir? I loved it. Remember how I convinced you for you and me to go looking for the grand, old, big church in Tenafly? And then we found it? You cried when you went inside, didn't you? You touched the statue of Mary and cried and then I did too. And no one was there in that church and we just hugged and cried for the longest time. I didn't want you to go.

I remember the day I came home on Valentine's day with all my candy. I remember dropping all my candy on the bus when I stepped out and saw all the ambulances outside my house because I knew something had happened. When I ran inside, you were on a stretcher. They said that you had had a stroke. I remember that you were paralyzed on your left side after that. I remember coming to see you at rehab everyday. I'm sorry I got mad at you when Grandma was there, I cry about it all the time. Remember? That day I got mad? I was pushing you in the chair but you were heavy so you slid off the sidewalk and the chair got stuck in the gravel? Gram screamed at me and I just ran away and left Gram to get you out. I'm so sorry. I was so stupid when you were sick. I'm okay now, but that doesn't help, does it?

Remember how you told me you would take me to Disney world after you got out? I'm sorry that we never went.

I remember taking you everywhere and we ate ice cream in the rehab center and how we went outside. I remember how you got worse everyday, not better. I remember then when you got transferred because it got so bad. I remember when you started to slow down. I remember when you started to lay still. I remember when you tried to hold a pencil with your numb hand and thought you could but the pencil was just balanced on your fingers. You did that to make me feel better about you being sick. I was the only one in the room that day that thought you were actually holding the pen. For that while, I thought you were going to be fine. I remember when you stopped eating. I remember when you stopped talking. I remember when you stopped moving.

I remember when we all came that night, this night, and all those times ago to see you. Like we all knew. We all stood by your bed on this day at this time and looked at you and talked to you. And you just stared at the ceiling because you couldn't react back. We all said goodbye and left the room. I sat in the hall that day and screamed and screamed. Right in the hospital. No one told us, we just all knew.

I remember waking up the next day, tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning will be the morning that the phone rang at 7 AM. Tomorrow morning will be the morning that I ran to Grandma after that phone and crawled into her bed. Tomorrow morning will be the morning that she told me four words I will never forget

"Honey, your father died."

And tomorrow morning will be the morning that I will wake up at that exact time and get out of bed and look at your photo on the wall. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of the day you died. Mom will come and we'll all go see your body together even though your soul isn't there anymore. The cheetah you got me, he's still there. Hey...remember how we lost him at the fair once? And you fought verbally against some guy to give him back because his kid found it in the bumper cars and said it was his...? Do you remember everything? I do because it wasn't long ago at all.

I love you, Daddy. Tomorrow is always going to be forever, but so are you. I love you and I will see you again.

I love you.

Christopher Dampman
Loving Son, Husband... and Father.

SilentChaos
Apr 29th, 2005, 06:45 PM
thats so sad i would hate that to happedn to me

Deception
Apr 29th, 2005, 10:48 PM
I am sorry about your losses and I know how it feels seeing how my grandfather, the man who raised me died last year and everyone at my house got to say their goodbyes except me thanks to my job.

Swift
Apr 30th, 2005, 01:05 AM
I don't think it's a true letter...

Chaos
Apr 30th, 2005, 01:16 AM
Woah V, have a heart...

That letter is kind of touching to me, I dont even have my mom or dad. I live with my grand parents....

borge6
Apr 30th, 2005, 11:56 AM
mwuhahahahhahahaha in your face!
jk jk sorry i gess it would be sad if it where real witch i also dont think it is i know a little girl wouldent write that long of a letter
it also seems way to fake and planed out

Swift
Apr 30th, 2005, 12:29 PM
Christopher Dampman
Loving Son, Husband... and Father.


That part kind of lost me, wasn't it a girl who was writing the letter?

If it's real i apologize, but frankly i can't really believe until she says so. It seems too movie like, stroke on valentines day?

Jester
Apr 30th, 2005, 12:37 PM
touching letter. i dont believe its a fake, although it does seem movie like.

and yes, it was a girl writing the letter, but that line was in memory of the father.

like on tombstones, "Loving Husband, Father, Son" notice how they accentuated the "father" part? showing that Christopher Dampman was the author's father

SilentChaos
Apr 30th, 2005, 02:18 PM
i dont either....

borge6
Apr 30th, 2005, 04:04 PM
...the things like freakin long its gotta be fake like a little girl is gonna write all that its one of the most fake things ive ever seen in my life it jus gos on and on trying to touch you with cheezy crap you have seen in to move's its 100% fake it took more time to write then think up
sorry if it realy is real but it sounds very very fake

borge6
Apr 30th, 2005, 04:21 PM
...i still think its fake if you ask me and she probly jus not going on today to make it look like it
if it was realy why so freakin long

borge6
Apr 30th, 2005, 07:12 PM
so in other words your calling her a show off? or not please explane "on the spot"

SuKa
May 1st, 2005, 01:33 PM
It's not a fake.

Thanks to the people believing me. I really appreciate that people care.

For those who think its a fake, fuck off.

</3 SuKa

[Ps. Pardon my language. This is an extremely sensative topic for me]

Chaos
May 1st, 2005, 01:36 PM
Sorry for your loss, and sorry for the ass's he didnt believe it.

SilentChaos
May 1st, 2005, 09:08 PM
i knew it was real

Deception
May 2nd, 2005, 11:00 PM
so in other words your calling her a show off? or not please explane "on the spot"
dude seriously there is no way you can call her a show off. When I lost my grandfather and my uncle I cried like a little b**ch and wrote 5 to 6 pages of memories I had on them and it wasn't in any kind of order. To me it was a way to express my feelings towards the tragedy that took place and with out a doubt she is doing the same thing and trying to find a way to coupe with her loss of her father. Hell even when I lost my cat Fritz last year I wrote a 5 page letter to him express my love towards him and all the fun things we did together seeing how he was 17 and I was 16 when he was put to sleep.

mwuhahahahhahahaha in your face!
jk jk sorry i gess it would be sad if it where real witch i also dont think it is i know a little girl wouldent write that long of a letter
it also seems way to fake and planed out
Now to target the part about writing a long letter. Incase you haven't noticed but girls always have ways to express their feelings IN LETTERS or are you a little young to relize that typical girls write letters all the time. Again show some feeling towards a lost, but then again I guess you can't since you don't know what it's like to lose someone close to you

...the things like freakin long its gotta be fake like a little girl is gonna write all that its one of the most fake things ive ever seen in my life it jus gos on and on trying to touch you with cheezy crap you have seen in to move's its 100% fake it took more time to write then think up
sorry if it realy is real but it sounds very very fake
No comment I don't want to sound like a real ass.

That part kind of lost me, wasn't it a girl who was writing the letter?

If it's real i apologize, but frankly i can't really believe until she says so. It seems too movie like, stroke on valentines day?
I can see your point but I am going to believe it seeing how she expressed to many good times with the person lost just like I did with my losses.

It's not a fake.

Thanks to the people believing me. I really appreciate that people care.

For those who think its a fake, fuck off.

</3 SuKa

[Ps. Pardon my language. This is an extremely sensative topic for me]
Again I am sorry for your loss and ignore those who doubted the letter