Month 1
Dear Daddy,
Mommy told me what happened. She said you were hurt because you were protecting her from getting hurt. I asked her, well... I kicked and screamed until she and the others let me see you. I know how you feel about me seeing you when you're hurt, but I had to. You looked horrible daddy. Just seeing you made me cry. I'm scared because you've never been hurt this badly. I wanted you to be awake and talking to me. Telling me that everything would be okay. That you'd be up and walking in no time. But you didn't. And I didn't know how to speak to you because you won't reply back. So Uncle Bruce suggested I write you letters. I find it easier to write them then speak, so here's my first letter. I love you so much daddy, feel better soon cause I miss you.
With Love, Sarah
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Dear Daddy,
It feels wrong leaving you at the hospital when mommy and I go home. I'd rather stay with you all the time, but the doctors say I can only stay during visiting hours. Mommy, however, can stay whenever she wants. I asked uncle Bruce why and he said she's your next of kin, whatever that mean. But I'm glad that sometimes you'll have someone by your side at all times, in case you wake up. I don't want you to be alone when you do. But sometimes mommy doesn't stay with you, she goes home with me. It's both a relief and worry. Relief that I'll have mommy when I cry and worry that you'll wake alone. I love you. Wake up soon so I don't have to worry anymore.
With Love, Sarah
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Dear Daddy,
I went and visited you today after school. Did you know I was there? Did you hear my voice? I hope you did. Guess what happened at school today! My class found out what happened to you and so they all wrote letters to you. I didn't because I already write you letters. Daddy you need to wake up. Some of these letters are really amazing. You inspired so many people with your strength, and courage. Your everyone's hero, but mostly your my hero. Captain America inspires people, but Steve Rogers- my daddy- inspires me. Wake up soon.
With Love, Sarah
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Dear Daddy,
I listen to your music daddy. Remember the kind where I complain about it being to old school? It's all I listen to now. If you wake up, I promise to never belittle (uncle Tony helped me with that word- it means to make something have lesser value then what it is) your music, movies and the way you talk ever again.
With Love, Sarah
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Dear Daddy,
I miss your voice. I miss you singing to me at night or telling me stories about uncle Bucky. You may not have had the best singing voice like mommy, I still loved it either way. Mommy took to singing to me and Uncle Tony offered to tell me stories about his daddy even though I remember you telling me that he isn't close with him. But he does it for me anyway. He misses you daddy. He doesn't say he does, but I can see it. We all do. You need to wake up soon, alright? Pretty please...for me?
With Love, Sarah
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Dear Daddy,
I love you daddy. And I know you love me too. I don't play outside or with my toys anymore. It's not that I don't have a play buddy to play with. There's always someone who offers to play with me whether it's uncle Clint, Bruce, Thor or Tony, but I don't take them up on that offer. Playing with them is different then playing with you. II are fun, but they aren't my daddy. I miss you so much daddy and so does mommy.
With Love, Sarah