Dear Dad,

When I was little, you were everything that I thought you could have been. Then, down the road, Steven was born. Things changed shortly after that, and my world got turned upside down. Solely because I was your little girl, and you left. Now things are completely different, you only see me on random occasions when you come to pick Steven up. We hardly ever talk, and when we do its always about money, and how you think that I should have everything in my life together. Well, in all reality, I am a college kid, I am broke, and no one truly has their life together at this point.

The truth is, it hurts me to see how much you care about Steven and his sports. Then there is me, you hardly ever come to my meets, you hardly talk to me. When you do talk to me it is to either tell me "happy birthday" or "merry Christmas" or something like that. Truth is, I miss you, you probably aren't going to see this, but it's worth a shot. I wish that you cared more, I wish that you would help me pay for my school. I wish that you didn't spend money on all the cars that you have, or that you bought my first car like you had promised me. My hope is that one day you'll realize how much of my life you have missed out on because other things are more important than your first child, your only girl. My hope is that you will never treat my brother like this, because honestly, it sucks. I hope that you can live up to what all you have promised him, unlike you did me. I hope that you can hold your word to Steven, I hope that you help him be the guy that God is changing his life to be. I hope that you teach him how to be a good guy and an even greater dad. But that's all I can say — that I HOPE. I can't say that I know that you are instilling these qualities into Stevens life.

I look back on the days when Steven and I were little and how much fun we had at the red house, with the dinosaur bones. Then everything changed, everything came to a halt, you were just gone, out of our lives and at that time I did not understand. To be completely honest, mommy and you divorcing was probably for the best. It not only made her a stronger woman, it made her who she is today. Mommy has grown to be such a better person; however, she still has that soft side if you know just the right words to say. (sorry mom if your reading this and crying) If you had stayed, I probably would have been less strong willed and would have been more fragile compared to the person that I am today. So basically, thanks for leaving mommy but not thanks for pretty much forgetting about me.