Dearest Hope.

I'm never going to stop.

Fighting my way towards you.

Working my way towards you.

Hope. You have inspired me.

Since I was a young boy.

I grew up afraid and alone.

I knew one thing.

You would never have to feel that way.

My angel. I will never stop.

Fighting. Crawling. Clawing my way to you.

Resting in the reassurance that my God has my path laid out.

And the quicker I fall into it and His loving arms, the more sense it makes.

Hope... I dream of the day I get to hold you and love you and be the father I've always dreamt of being.

Love, dad.

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