Dearest Papa,

You might think it strange but even though I know that you are gone and never coming back, still I dream of you. I dream that you are with me and you are as caring and kind as you always were.

Then I wake and you are not near, it scares me to think that you will never be near me ever again.

You were and shall always remain the greatest man I have ever known. I hope that, in my lifetime, I can be half as good as you were.

Others may measure their success on how large their house is or how many servants they have, or even how much money their Husband earns but I will always judge my success on how proud you would have been.

Perhaps you can see me writing this and you are thinking of how you will always be proud of me. Perhaps when I do have my success you will somewhere be proud of me.

If all I can do on this Earth is make you proud then I consider it a life well worth it and truly well spent!

I love you Papa. I always have and I always will.

With Love

Cosette

P.S. I miss you, so very much.