11 years.

4015 days.

The countless minutes without him.

Sometimes it seems like just yesterday he left, and other times it seems like it's been an eternity.

But each day I remember to make him proud.

Each day I remember to live out his legacy.

Each day I remember that he is always watching me.

Each day I remember that he loves me.

As I look back on the last 11 years, I have seen how much I have grown. How strong I have become. Yes, there are days where I miss my dad terribly, but I know he is in a better place. I know he is watching over me.

I will forever be a Daddy's girl.

I will forever strive to make him proud.

I will forever smile when I think of him.

I will forever think of the memories that I had with him.

I will forever be thinking of him.

I want him to be watching me and looking down on me and smile because he is proud of me.

I want him to be proud that he raised me.

I want him to smile when he sees me succeed.

I am so proud to be his daughter.

Although he has missed many milestones in my life, he is watching over me.

So 11 years later, it still hurts that he isn't here, I know that everything happens for a reason.

Time does help and time does heal.

But nothing will completely heal this situation.

All I can do is smile and hope in the past 11 years I have made my dad proud.

So now, here's to a lifetime of making proud.