Diary #18
Diary #18
Dear Dad,
Even with it being my choice, leaving you this time was just as hard. The silver lining is knowing we’re in a better place. We won’t go years between seeing one another or talking. It gives me hope the fissure on my heart will be able to heal before I have to say goodbye for real.
I’m glad it wasn’t today.
I knew I needed to claim my legacy when I started on this journey. I just had no idea what it would look like. Seeing the Mavericks reinstated and become something new in Jackson is everything I could ever want. With Tiny, Mac, and you at the helm as a Pres committee was a genius idea. It takes the pressure off one person to make all the decisions for the whole group and ensures no one becomes too powerful.
Checks and balances.
I’m hopeful for the Mavericks and that you’ll rebuild what we once were. There will always be a place in my heart for the Mavericks.
But my heart, it belongs to the Royals.
That’s my home, my heart, my future. It’s the legacy I want to build. The one I’ll do with my checks and balances—my guys. The five of us are a family, and one day, I’ll marry them. It won’t be legal, but it will be just as real to us.
Once you’re healthy again, you’ll have to come visit. I want to build a house, and, hopefully, one day fill it with animals and babies. I want them to know their grandpa. So, don’t be kicking the bucket any time soon, Old Man.
I also want you to know that I forgive you. I did a long time ago. I was just angry and blamed you, but I don’t want to carry that around anymore. Your choices had dire consequences, but they didn’t wipe out all the other amazing ones you made, either, or all the love and goodness you gave me before that night.
As much as it sucks because of what I went through, I’ve become the strong queen I am today.
Worthy of love, times four.
Heal quickly. I love you, Dad.
Darcie