Hi Daddy,
I've been thinking so much lately about all of our "books" we were going to write. Hundreds of books with nothing more than a great title and a few little antics to fill them. I wish I had written them all down. We thought we were so funny. I mostly enjoyed that you thought they were so funny. I was always proud of myself when I'd be having a rough day and something had bothered me and I'd stick some terrible title to the situation and tell you that would be the title of my book about it and you'd laugh. I loved making you laugh. We'd elaborate on it, getting the title just right, and decide then and there that it was on our list of books to write.
I think you were working in your mind on your book, "Things I Think I Know" for the majority of my lifetime, probably longer really. I find myself thinking of that title often. Thinking of you often. How ironic that title was for your life because you were an immensely intelligent man, you really did know a lot. I can honestly say I think you were the most intelligent man I've ever known. I think you just lacked some of the confidence in yourself that you should have had. Your life was more than things you thought you knew. So so much more. Thanks for sharing so much of your knowledge with me. I wish I had been a better student, a better listener, a better me while you were here. I can't change that. I can try harder from this point on to be those things though.
Thanks for watching out for me Daddy. I miss your friendship daily and want you to know how much I love and miss you.
Love you forever,
Amy
