Dear Eric’s Dad,

I wish you would come back into his life. You live not even five minutes away. I don’t think you know but you kill him when you talk to him only five or less times a year. You are his dad, and it’s like he’s been without you through all of his high school years. Even if you think he doesn’t need you, he does. Every boy needs their dad ‘cause they look up to them.

I wish you would pay some sort of attention to him rather than only paying attention to helping the girls with softball. He graduated high school last week, and while you were there, you didn’t say one word to him. You took one picture with him and just walked away. I don’t think you know what this does to him.

I love him to death and it kills me to hear him joke around about how ‘funny’ it is that you don’t pay any attention to him, when I know it kills him inside. Seeing pictures of the two of you when you were in his life makes me believe that you did care, and possibly still do, but you just stopped trying to show it. I wish you would call him every once and awhile to ask him how he is doing. I know he hurts inside, and I just wish and pray that you will one day realize that he needs his father, before it is too late.

Kaitlin, age 18