Heather Corona
Dear Dad,
Living without you is harder than I can ever put into words. Every day, I feel the weight of parenting without my own parent by my side—every decision, every worry, every joy is touched by the ache of your absence. I wish more than anything I could hear your voice, your laugh, feel your guidance, and just have you here to share these moments with me.
We found Erika, Dad—and she is perfect. My heart breaks that you weren’t here to witness this reunion, to hug her, to celebrate her. I promise I will never lose her again, and I will love her with every bit of me, just as you would have.
Chase… he feels almost MIA in my life, and it makes me realize even more how much I wish you were here to help guide us, to remind us of what matters.
Becoming a grandma has changed everything. Watching your grandson grow, I see so much of you in him—the way he smiles, the little things he does—it brings both joy and a bittersweet longing, because it reminds me of everything I miss and everything you would have loved.
I hope somehow you can see us, Dad, and feel the love that surrounds us. I carry you with me in everything I do, in every laugh, every tear, every triumph, and every quiet moment of reflection. I miss you more than I can say, and I wish you were here to share all of this life with me.
Forever your daughter.
P.S. Tell Russ I miss him more than life could ever imagine, and I know he needed to be with you wherever you guys are. My heart will forever have a gapping hole where you both stay.
