Dear Dad,

I wonder every day how long you are going to be around. It’s so hard to see you go through the chemo and everything that has taken such a toll on you. The doctors said you would be here six months. It has been more than a year, so every day I thank God that you are here.

I know that in others circumstances, if I would tell you I met someone, you would be happy. She is successful, smart, kind and loving. She is hardworking and has everything going for herself, and the most important thing is that she loves me so much. I’ve never felt so safe and loved in my life. I know that it would be selfish for me to tell you about her, and break your heart. I know that it would make you sicker than you are, or maybe your would hate me and I couldn’t take it. So I’ve decided that I can’t tell you about her; not now, not ever. It’s ok, I can live with this, but I would not be able to live knowing that you could die because of me.

I am sorry if I’ve dissapointed you. I know you would not forgive me.

Your daughter,

Michelle, age 28