Thank you for being my foundation when my parents were too young, for bringing me my bottle even though I hit you on the head with it when you fell asleep during the story before I did, and for making up stories about Ralph the mouse and his tiny motorcycle just to entertain me. Thank you for taking me to L&P to buy a new toy everyday, for teaching me about big money, for spoiling me, and still wanting me there even when I was behaving like a spoiled rotten brat. Thank you for sneaking me all the Bon Jovi albums when my mom said no more rock music. Thank you for letting me believe that my eyes are green just like Papa's. Thank you for being there on my first day and letting me be there on your last. Most of all thank you loving me so unconditionally. I'm so proud to call you my papa. I miss you more then imaginable. I love you.
All my love,
Kandie
