A 23-Year-Old Woman Texted Her Father Every Day for Four Years After His Death
A 23-year-old woman texted her father every day for four years after his death, telling him how she was and that she had beaten cancer. In one of the messages, she wrote:
Hi, Dad. I'm here.
Tomorrow is going to be a tough day again.
It's been four years since you left us, and not a day goes by that I don't miss you.
A lot has happened in that short time, but I know you know everything because I keep telling you everything.
I beat cancer and haven't gotten sick since you've been here. And as I promised, I'm taking better care of myself.
I graduated college with honors and am still going strong.
I fell in love and had my heart broken (I know if you were here, I would have killed him), but I got back up and became a stronger woman than before.
I lost all my friends and hit rock bottom, but I found the person who came into my life and saved me.
I don't have children yet. I know this will make you happy, but I'm ready for it.
My mom still admires my actions every day, but I support her in everything.
I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, but one day we'll watch the game together.
I'm afraid of the idea of marriage. I don't want to walk down the aisle alone, without you by my side to tell me everything will be okay.
I'm fine, and if you were here, I'd be proud of the woman I am now.
No, my intelligence hasn't changed, nor has my behavior, nor my weight. That just popped into my head! I just wanted to tell you that I love you and that I really miss you.
However, strangely, the reply came from the same number, probably someone else who bought her father's number:
Hi, sweetheart.
I'm not your father, but I've been receiving your texts for four years.
I look forward to your morning texts and evening updates.
My name is Brad. I lost my daughter in a car accident in August 2014, and your texts are what keep me going.
When you text me, I know it's a message from God.
I'm sorry for the loss of someone so dear to you, but I've listened to you and watched you grow more than anyone else over the years.
I've always wanted to write to you, but I was afraid of breaking your heart.
You are an extraordinary woman, and I wish my daughter was like you. Thank you for sharing your daily news. You remind me that there is a God, and it wasn't His fault that my daughter died. He replaced you with me, my little angel, and I knew this day would come. Everything will be okay. Push yourself forward and shine with the light God gave you. I'm sorry for everything you've been through.