Day 88

Hi Dad,

I'm having a sleepless night. It's one of those late school work nights because I procrastinated long enough, and now want to kick myself for it. It's one of those nights I would have texted you in the middle of the night because I knew you'd answer shortly - since most nights were semi-sleepless for you. It was just one of those small comforts I had knowing you were just on the other side of the phone, always available whenever I needed you.

And now with my sleep deprivation my mind is wondering and I'm thinking about you in your scariest darkest moment, wishing I could have been there for you when you needed me. And maybe not even to save you, maybe just to comfort you when you needed it, so that you didn't have to be alone. I'm so sorry, Dad, I should have known. I should have picked up the phone that night, but why didn't you call me? I would have been there for you.

I love you.

Goodnight, Dad.

Ashley