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Rebecca
General Information

Main blog:Letters to My Dad
Age:30
Birthday:December 13th 1986
Gender:Female
Education:Bachelors degree
Religion:Spiritual but not religious
Race/lineage:Latino / Hispanic
Location:United States, Connecticut


Appearance

Eyes:Brown
Vision:Contact lenses
Hair Color:Dark Brown
Tattoo Info:A triquatra. And the symbol for my Chinese zodiac sign...the tiger.
Piercing Info:Ears...one in each.


Personal Information

Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Family Info:Mom. Dad-recently deceased. 2 older sisters. A nephew and a niece.
Astrological Sign:Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)
Smoking:No Way
Liquor:Social drinker. One or two
Biography/About:I graduated college with a bachelor's in Social Work in 2009. I am the youngest of three girls. My father was diagnosed with cancer in November 2009 and passed away in January 2011. Days after his 61st birthday. Helping him fight cancer changed the way I look at things, changed my appreciation for life. Losing him has changed me even more. I hope to carry on his amazing legacy in everything I do. But I am lost without him. I'll always be missing a part of my heart because he will not be with me physically.


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Four Most Recent Entries

Nineteenth.
Dear Dad, So I was on vacation for 6 days. I went to Miami. I took 4 days off of work, which really felt like a month. I feel like I missed a lot while I was gone. Which Shannon says I really didn't, but it just feels like I've been gone much longer than 4 days. Anyway, I come back to the office and there's a folding table set up in the little kitchen area with a giant puzzle on it. It was about 3/4 put together. What was that all about? I asked Ellen what it was doing there, and she said that they decided to put a puzzle there for people who found it relaxing to do puzzles, who needed a few...
 
Eighteenth.
Dear Dad, Today Cristy mentioned something about Mami Talla...how Natalie reminds her of her. And I started thinking to myself that I don't remember her really. Not enough to say...that's just like Mami Talla. Mami Talla was like this. Or she always did that. And that scared the hell out of me that as time goes on I'll start to forget you. Dad always did this; Dad loved to do that. I won't remember. I know that Mami Talla died when I was 12, so I had less memories with her, and my memories when I was little are pretty faded. Whereas I have 24 years of memories with you, and I lived with you,...
 
Seventeenth.
Dear Dad, You turned the light on today. Granted, I'm sure you know that...you did it...but I want you to know how much it means to us. To me. So last Monday, we went to Boston. And that was tough. I wanted to cry on the way there, I wanted to cry while we were there. I ended up crying at the end of the night. And I had to fall asleep on the way home to keep from crying more. You should have been there. You would have loved it. And how much I would have loved to spend that time with you...in one of your favorite places, having beer and watching the Red Sox. I JUST got old enough to do that...
 
Sixteenth.
Dear Dad, I have had such an awful week, I don't even know where to start. And the thing is, it's not really like anything in particular happened for me to say it's been an awful week. I can't say anything different from any other week has happened to make it so awful. And yet here I am, at work, feeling so empty and drained and burnt out that I'm writing to you because it's my only recourse. I went to Reena's yesterday for dinner/dessert/wine. I had a blast, we laughed, caught up; it was great. I got out of my head for a little bit, and as soon as I drove away that dark gloomy cloud...
 






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