Sep 30, 2011

Dear Daddy,

I am nothing but a reflection of you.


Imperfect.

Virtual.

Sometimes miniscule.

The other times magnified.

Skewed a bit.

Smudged some times.


But.

My presence and virtues will always be retraced to you.

My identity is in you.

Which is what I'm proud of.

Love,
Daughter