I was in the backroom talking to God..."What just happened?" "Where were you God?" and asking "How can life even go on after this?"
My mom appeared in the doorway and said "I have something for you and it's from your dad. I found it in his briefcase."
I had no idea what she was talking about.
My mom walked across the room and handed me a letter. At the top it said "Dear Blake, Natalie, and Marcus"
It's hard to describe how I felt in that moment but one word is...LOVED. My dad, not knowing he was about to die, spent the last couple months of his life writing us a letter...Wow.
I began weeping.
Even after his death my dad was still there for me.