My dear sweet Daddy,
It was an honor to care for you, hold you close, play the songs you loved to hear, soothe your fears, carry you in my arms, and accompany you on your final lucid car ride as we watched the pretty clouds in the sky. During some of our talks you would mention the phrase "once an adult, twice a child" often. In your last days I was able to hold your sweet face gently in my hands and somehow I was compelled to call you baby. Calling you baby was something I couldn't have ever imagined in all my life. Yet, as you lay there in some of your last vulnerable moments, you seemed as sweet as a baby to me and the word escaped my lips so naturally. When I uttered it, I was scared you might think I being disrespectful. Then you opened your eyes, you looked into mine, and you gave me the sweetest smile I have ever recieved in all my years. In that moment, I loved you in a way I have never loved anyone before. My heart became so full knowing you felt it too. There will never be a moment more treasured for me than that one with you. I thank God for the blessing of spending those last days of your life caring for you. I will love you forever and ever.
Your loving baby,
Sharon