Everyday / Scribe

Or should I say Elizabeth? I always preferred your formal name.
These words may never manifest themselves into the secrets and stories I’ve wanted always to share with you, but I’ll try to share one in light of it.

When you were just 7 years old I dreamt you to be a great orator - a politician of sorts. Granted that your speech at the time was literally elementary, your utter sense of self, how you considered yourself in the context of, well, everything, was rather remarkable.

You had, and still have, such a glowing personality that forces people just to fall head over heels for you.

You’re so brilliant, and I feel as though I still have lessons to learn from your optimism and innocence.

If you take any of my advice, though, just always stay true to who you are, Eli, because you’ll find yourself writing to your own children too one day, who wonder what stories you’ll have to share with them.

Know that I’ve given all that I can as your father, and only wish you never forget me in these troublesome times.

Write back soon; I want to hear stories from your trip to Aspen.

Lovingly yours,

Papa