I know it has been a long time since I have written you.
Honestly, I have had a really rough few months. As you now know, Daddy and I are no longer together. I need to first tell you that this was never ever because of you.
Though we aren’t together anymore, we both love you and want to be there for you for everything you need us for. You are a beautiful and special little girl. There is no doubt in my mind that the reason your father and I were ever together was to bring you into this world. I know that you were meant for great things. I wasn’t supposed to even be able to have a child, and yet, here you are.
You have your father’s stubbornness, and my compassion, you have all the best parts of him, and the best of me. I can only hope that as you grow and learn, you help those less fortunate, instead of using them to your advantage. I hope that you use your intelligence and imagination to create instead of destroy. Please, remember that happiness is important, but how you achieve it is even more so, because true happiness can only be achieved through making choices you will never regret.
Notice everything. Notice the way that the sky is just not blue, but every color imaginable. See that even when someone is smiling, they may be hiding a world of hurt behind their eyes, and know not to be hurtful to them.
Your father and I will do our best to teach you these things, but I don’t think it will be hard for you to grasp. You are our daughter, after all. Daddy was willing to give his life to ensure the freedom and safety of our country, for people that will never know him, and some that would even spit on him, if the opportunity presented itself. he is a hero, and he did it without expecting anything in return.
I hope that we can be a good example for you.
Your daddy and I loved each other, very much, but sometimes love isn’t quite enough. We didn’t get along, we were very different people. I know that by the time you read this, you will probably know better than anyone that I can be controlling and anal retentive. and Daddy likes guns and country music and plaid. I like to get dressed up and go out, and he prefers to stay in. Neither of these things are bad, they just don’t go well together. We are able to be better parents to you, and better people all around, when we are just friends.
I hope some of this makes sense. If it doesn’t, well, I’m sure that by now you have already asked your father and I many questions about it. Here is all that really matters in the end-
We love you. Very much. We love you more than anything and we would both do anything for you.
Sweet dreams, my baby girl.