Dear Daddy,
I missed you on Super Bowl Sunday. We usually watched the game together and even if I wasn't there you would always call the next night to talk about it. I missed our conversation at dinner the next day about our favorite commercials.
I cried on Super Bowl Sunday before I went to the party because I really missed you. I was lucky that I had someone who cares about me there to give me a big hug and make me feel better.
I did wind up having a good time at the party, but I still wish that you were there.
Steelers won, by the way. I hope that you watched it from heaven.
Love you,
Daddy's Little Girl
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