May 31, 1948 – November 28, 2011
When I think of you I promised I would not be angry. I would not be angry at the incompetence, the discrimination, the unfairness of it all. I would not be angry at myself for not being a better daughter, a better advocate, a more patient person, a less patient person.
When I think of you I would remember the love, the joy, the fun, and so much laughter. I would remember how lucky I was to have you as my dad; lucky to be safe, to be loved, and to know how it feels having been the most important person in someone’s whole entire world.
When I think of you I remember to smile.