Monday, October 13, 2025

Amelia Explains It All

 My Dearest Amelia,

Someday when you find these, you’ll see that it’s been over a year since I wrote to you.   That is not because you were out of my thoughts and prayers for even one second.   It is because powerful people who should have been protecting us— you…. And me, tried to use this blog to hurt me and force me to abandon you.

I only recently defeated that fraud, and the lies used to manufacture it.

So here I am again.   I was never gone.  I love you and miss you more each day.

I want to explain this to you, but perhaps, you already know.   Years ago, when they allowed us at least a little time to be family, I sensed that these cruel abuses were coming.  I wanted to prepare you for as much as I could… to understand…. And to know how to determine who is worthy of trust, and who… to not.

I asked once— you were about 8 yrs old— “Amelia, is ‘fire’ GREAT? or TERRIBLE??”

I’ll never forget your answer.  You showed such natural wisdom.  You squinched up your eyes and contemplated the question for a moment or two, and then you said….  “It can be both.   When fire is used for cooking or to warm your house… then it’s GREAT!, but if it burns your house down, or causes a forest fire…. That’s terrible.”

Delighted, I said, “You’re absolutely right, Amelia!  Fire is very powerful and always wants to get bigger and burn more and more.   But when fire’s power is contained and used to serve the needs of others, it’s greatness!   But….: when fire’s uses its power to only serve itself, it’s very dangerous and destructive and -terrible-   People… are also very powerful, and you’ll find as you go through life that some people use their power to serve others, and some use their power to serve only their own selfish interests- the more powerful those people become, the more out of control and dangerous they can be…

So we have to look closely at powerful people and who they use their power to serve., to decide if they are great or terrible.”


Amelia, you’re 16 now.  Some will tell you that you’re old enough to decide what’s best for you— so long as you go along with what’s best for them… and they get to control what you know, hear, and believe….  Those people are terrible!   They are NOT serving your best interest.  They are serving themselves, whether they are Politicians, Teachers, Doctors, Judges, MOTHERS!…. and even Fathers.

I don’t know if anyone is ever “old enough to know” just because of a birthday passing….  But I think everyone should agree that at 16, you’re old enough to hear the facts and learn the truth about… at least… your own life’s experiences, and old enough to start “deciding” for yourself— what you believe.

I think you were always “old enough” to be told the truth….

Amelia, when you want to know the facts about what was said in the courts, by your parents, by the lawyers, and by the Judges, ABOUT YOU…  and about your Dad….  I have been collecting and keeping the records for all these long years, as many as possible.  You don’t have to hear it from anyone else’s perspective.  You can read the reports and the transcripts of what everyone actually said…. And decide for yourself— who tried to serve your safety and best interest… and who was using you to serve themselves.

And who told the truth to you…. Or lied.

It’s a lot!   And it’s my story too, and I will not keep it a secret!   The world needs to know what was done to you and your childhood.  No child should ever have to go through what you have!  If I can stop this from happening— I will….  Maybe someday you’ll help me, help someone else.

Here’s something I know, Amelia.   Lies are used to control us.  Truth… sets us free.

As always, I HOPE you find this letter, and that you find the courage to contact me and come home.   You know… or maybe you don’t….   We, you and I, have NO LEGAL BARRIERS BETWEEN US! And never have.   I am your Dad, and you are my Daughter.   The only thing keeping us from being the family we are…. Is LIES!

My phone number, email, and address are the same.  You can contact me at any time.

We all love you Amelia.

Call me.

Love, 

Your Dad.

Monday, June 24, 2024

Remember this?


 


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.

Saturday, November 18, 2023

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…



Saturday, June 24, 2023

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

Saturday, June 17, 2023

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.




Sunday, February 19, 2023

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

Happy Birthday, Amelia.

  My dearest one, Amelia, It isn’t too late. It isn’t impossible. Please remember who you truly are. Please remember me. I am always wanting...