I think about you a lot. I am thankful for all the great times we shared, but I am young, I can't help but think about how much of my life you will miss. Who will walk me down the aisle and beam at me like you did? Who will assess which boys are good enough for me and be angry when I get hurt? Who will teach my children bad habits and spoil them rotten on special sleepovers? I know you're always in my heart and often around here messing with my stuff, but it's not the same.
You were my replacement for a shoddy dad who doesn't even deserve that title, but no one could ever replace you. I remember when I was little at all those football matches, how I always wished you had been my dad, and how I wished you could be anyway. I guess wishes really do come true.
Party hard up there while I make you proud of me.
You will always be my number one.
Courtney's Imagination★
