Letters to my Daughter

Dear Willow,

I do not know where to start. It will be many years before you have an opportunity to read these. This is the only way I can figure out how to be with you without risking our future relationship. There are a lot of things that I do not know, but the things that I do know I hope to share with you.

The world is a beautiful place. Cherish it.

I don’t even know what level of language to use with you, if I should tell you stories or if you will be all grown up by the time we are reunited. I know absolutely nothing about you other than the fact that you are my daughter, your name, your birthday and the unexplainable feelings I experience knowing that I am not a part of your life.

My only hope is that somehow I can share with you who I am through my words because nobody can take that away from you. No matter what happens or what you have been led to believe, I am here and I always have been and I always will be. Maybe through sharing each day with you, you will learn more about yourself and the world around you.

My day has not been all that exciting today and outlining the details of my routine may not serve much of a purpose but instead I can share my thoughts of you each day and write down, here, what goes on inside of my mind and my heart.

I love you.

I will write to you every day that I can and beacuse I do not know how long it will be before you find me, I will keep each entry short because five to six years of entries adds up to a lot.