An open letter of a daughter to her long lost Dad

Let me tell you a story….

I marvel what it feels to hold a perfect family.

Yes. I may be alone. But I am proud to be a fruit of a broken family.

Dear Dad,

Hey! How is it going? Do you still remember me?

Do you think of me, just for one time?

Did I even cross your mind? Did you even think of me, even just for a while?

I am not sure what your answer will be. It’s been years. I am now 21 years old and the last thing I knew about you is.. Nothing. You’re just nothing.

I never see you as loving, caring and wonderful Dad. Never! I never felt being your daughter and you can’t blame for having the mutual feeling towards you.

You don’t have to ask me if I’m mad at you. You know the answer beforehand.

For 21 years I’ve been battling life alone, without your help or anyone else. Nobody else knows how it feels to have a broken family. They may be in the same situation, but never have the same feelings that I do.

Since I was in elementary, I always wondered having a photo of a complete family. Damn! I hate my homeroom teacher for asking the class to bring a family picture when I don’t have any ☹ And it hurts a lot. Seeing your classmates being fetched by their parents. The whole school enjoying the family day. You don’t know how is it to me ☹


You may not recognize me. But I know you. Still, you’re my Dad. I wish you can see how I am now successful. I was able to earn a bachelor degree from one of the prestigious universities in the country. I was able to land a stable job and have a marketing career.

Thank you for leaving me behind. If it wasn’t for you, I will never be as strong as I am today. I wasn’t able to surpass the trials during my college years and I wasn’t able to finance my own education.

If it wasn’t for you, I will never be as independent as I am now. I wouldn’t know how to live on my own and I wouldn’t know how to get along with others.

Life may be a lot different if you’re here. Still, no regrets.

Thanks Dad. I wish you well.

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