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Happy Birthday Amelia!

 Dearest Amelia --

Today you turn 15!  In Mexican culture this birthday is the most important for girls-- it's called a "QUINCEANERA".  It's very much like a sweet 16.

Your lita and I really wanted to make this day special for you.   So many precious memories stolen by someone else's cruelty and selfishness.

Amelia, I hope you will find the courage to reach out to me --  I'm here for you-- fighting for you.

There's a song by One Republic, called "Come Home"

Every time I hear it, I think about you, and what "this world" has put you through --

there's a line....  "To fight for you is all I've ever known... So come home."

Amelia im always here, I'm always fighting for you.  I love you...

Come home.

D.

Thanksgiving has come again.

 To my Dearest Amelia….

You are in my heart, thoughts, and prayers all day… everyday.

I never thought this would reach such an extreme level.   I never thought the courts….  The “system” would deliberately fail to protect us this horribly.

I have not given up.  I will not give up.  

Amelia, if you could find this and respond…. If we could talk, we could find a way together to make this better.

I do not believe that you want to live a lie.  This horrible horrible lie!  I believe you are being forced and controlled by threat.

Let me help you.  Contact me.

I want you to know that even in the midst of this nightmare, I am thankful this year and every year since you were born.  I’m thankful for you.  I’m thankful that I am your dad.  I am yours.   And you are mine.

We must fight for each other and put a stop to cheating and lying.   Nothing good can come from that.

I’m posting a couple pictures.  Do you remember 2019?  That was a good year.

I’m sorry this post isn’t very well written or positive.   I’m bitter.  I’m lonely.  And I’m so afraid for you.  I guess I just can’t hide it very well anymore.

Come home, Amelia!

We’re waiting for you.

With a daddy’s love…

Happy Birthday Amelia!!

 My dearest Amelia

Today is your 14th birthday.

Yesterday you graduated from 8th grade.

Your Dad... This guy... Me!!  Loves you very much.

The cruelty of those keeping us apart and making you commit hateful and hurtful acts is beyond explanation.

I promise you, your daddy will never abandon hope.  I will never abandon you to such hate, cruelty, and abuse.

You should never have been made to live someone else's LIES!

IM ANGRY FOR US BOTH.

But I want you to know that none of my anger is toward you.   

I'm so sorry that I couldn't shield or protect you from the sadistic agenda of those who should have protected you.

Come home Amelia.  You are always home, here, with me.

I am your dad.

I love you.

D

Father's Day

 Well, Amelia...   Another father's day goes by....  And next week you'll graduate from 8th grade and have your 14th birthday....

And I'm being deprived of sharing your achievements.  And you are being deprived of a good and caring Dad.

Why?!!  Why would anyone do this to you?!!!

So many precious moments that can never be restored, returned, or compensated for.   Cheated!   You and me, kiddo....  We're being cheated!  

You have a Dad who loves you,Amelia. Amelia, my dearest one...  I'm trying to protect you!  I'm trying to make things better for you.  I never dreamed the pain they would put you through to try to control me.   I'm so sorry for you,  honey.

Know that you are always in my heart and mind.

If you can find a way to contact me, it would be wonderful.

You are mine.  I am yours.

D.

I dreamed a dream....

My dearest Amelia.

I woke up this morning from a dream.   I dreamed you came home!

In my dream, I was in the bedroom, and I found a stack of books and journals of yours.   Journals I gave you.   I opened one, and it wasn't personal things, like what boy you think is cute, or what makes you angry, or anything like that...   It was the title of a story, or a script, that you were writing.   Something about yourself and puppets....  I think you were writing a script for a puppet show....

But I didn't get any further than the title, cuz I looked up, and you were standing there at the doorway, looking at me.

I couldn't believe my eyes.  I scrambled to my feet and ran to hug you...  but we were both, kind of hesitant-- like we were afraid of being punished for hugging... So our hug was short and confusing...

I was speechless.  "How?....why?... How is it you're here?" I finally stammered out, my joy and fear colliding.

With strained uncertainty, you answered, "I came here on my own, but I can't stay long, I have to get back before she misses me."

I wanted to ask you so many things, but I woke up.  My mind was racing...could this happen?  Will this happen??  How do you get in the apartment (in my dream)?  I need to figure out a way for you to let yourself in, should you ever want to or need to.

This is your home, Amelia!

Thank you for visiting your dear old dad.   Even if only in a dream...

D

Spring is coming!

Dear Amelia

I don't know if you're even seeing these.   And I don't know what to say....

I miss you.  I love you.  And I want you know that I'm waiting for you to come home......    Every day.

Winters nearly over...  The ground hog saw his shadow...   And tomorrow is valentine's day.

Soon you will graduate from middle school...

Amelia...  Time cannot be returned.   We always valued our time together.   We must do that again... Before it's too late.  Find someone you can trust, and ask them to help you.

You don't have to carry it all by yourself.  

I love you.

Dad