Dear Dad, A Letter From Your Daughter

Dear Dad, I felt betrayed when you died, for not taking me with you. For leaving me behind. For abandoning me. I still feel that way. I think that is why I get angry at you. I feel like my life lacks meaning and purpose without you, and yet you enable the meaning and purpose that has inspired my courage and will to live. I wish you could tell me why you left. Why I had to be left behind. Your Daughter.

https://dreamsofdadblog.wordpress.com/2026/04/27/dear-dad-a-letter-from-your-daughter/

The Fatherless Fantasy Of ‘Bridgerton’

https://fed.brid.gy/r/https://defector.com/the-fatherless-fantasy-of-bridgerton

This is a great video about a fascinating story:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLfxzhp2M2A

One of my clearest memories of my father is being in his truck and him telling me the story of this shootout, why it played out the way it did, why the weaponry used was a significant factor, and how this event affected policing all over the country.

It's a memory I cherish pretty deeply. My dad died before I could really find out "who" we was (ideologically, politically, etc) but, from what everyone has ever told me, he was a man very much like myself. I have to assume, based on how he lived his life and what I'm recalling as an adult, that he fucking hated cops. Through the more finely-tuned lens of an adult remembering an adult, this memory is only improved to me.

What the fuck why did I type all that
#cops #dads #deadDads #sometimesDadsDie #shootout #wendigoon