“I like to release my emotions sometimes when I feel down about my dad. When I write to him, it’s like I can still connect with him; like he’s still there."
It’s been almost 16 years since you passed away. I know you’re in a better place, and I know you’re watching, but I still miss you. I miss you a lot.
It’s hard for me to think about the past and what happened that day, but it’s also hard for me to think about the future: the future you’ll never see. You’ll never see my first varsity basketball game, my graduation, or even my wedding. I didn’t just lose you when you passed away, I lost my best friend: someone I was going to share my life’s experiences with.
I lost, but in a weird way, I gained. Brothers, friends, and a great lifetime experience all in the form of the Manitou Experience.
Manitou Experience is an all boys camp I’ve attended for four years that is for young boys that lost a close relative: like me losing you. It’s undoubtedly the best five days of my life because I can go there, and worry about nothing else. I’ve grown and matured with my brothers – my brothers I love. From the people, to the counselors, to the atmosphere, it’s magical.
In the end, I love you dad, but I gained much more. Manitou is the greatest place in the world, and I look forward to it every year. I’m in good hands, as I hope you are too. I hope heaven’s treating you well.