Hazel loves me like Dad did. She's always connecting and loving. She encourages me like he did. Her eyes search for mine and she beams joy into me like a channel. She tells me lovely stories about him. She knows me like he did. My tears never dismay her, she comes right into my pain and asks if I miss my dad.
Oh my Hazel, I never got around to publishing this on your 4th birthday but the intention was there. I love you so and I do not know how I could have lived through the last 2 years without you. I cannot imagine this world without you. I love to make you happy. May your heart always be as pure as it now is.
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