Letters To My Dad In Heaven Novels & Stories

I usually ruminated on it for several minutes. Sighed as I plumped down at the edge of the bed, removed the letter from the fancy envelope, and began to read for the umpteenth time; LETTER FROM YOUR LOVE; TO YOU – MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER. Hi sweetie, I hope you are good. I know how sad you would be after reading this letter I'm writing to you now, but remember dad loves you now and always and he wants you to be good.

“I can sense the connection. There may have been years of distance between us, but I’m still your father, Heaven.” “I will leave you two to talk,” Zeedar notes almost quietly. Then, as Heaven’s father turns to look at him again, he flashes a small smile. “A pleasure meeting you, Mr. Don.” Don nods as he accepts Zeedar’s handshake. “The pleasure is mine.” Zeedar leaves the hall. Now it’s just Heaven and her father. “Come here,” Heaven says, bringing the man to sit on the platform steps with her. “How… how is this possible, Dad? I saw you with my own eyes; I saw you dying.”

Dad taught me never to argue with crazy people. Back in my room, I locked the door and opened the envelope he left me. Inside was a letter and a USB drive. The letter was written in Dad’s hand. [Jayden, [By the time you read this, Dad will already be gone. [Still, don't be afraid. Dad didn't die. I just went back to my own world. [Before I came into this book, I was an ordinary person. I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable.

This is the worst punishment for that God gave me on this earth. My chest tighten making it difficult to for me to inhale and exhale. My mouth went dry too and l felt fatigue all of a sudden. That is it. God must be tired of me and too. So he decided to take my life. It's too bad that am dying without a child in this late years. No one will mourn for me. Am so pitiful. May be the afterlife will welcome me with open arms. May be l will find peace there. Isn't it that one has to first die and then go to the heavens. God this is a heavy blow for me. I have lived a life of a joke. So please take me to heaven.

Unsealing it, I flipped open the pages. My Strong, Resilient, Steadfast Mate, I decided that this will be the last letter I give you. Thinking about it, I knew that this would happen in the future, after I was gone. Hopefully, after the other letters have been delivered, or this would be a weird order. I doubt my father will kick the bucket that early, but let’s be honest, the day that wolf kicks the bucket there should be a celebration. I hope they are serving champagne and partying in the streets. Piss on his grave for me and pray that the goddess lets his soul rot. I’ll make sure to kick that ass on the way out too, for everyone.

Evelyn "Yes, Dad, I've boarded the flight," I reassured, sinking into the seat, the hum of the plane a comforting backdrop. "Don't worry about me—I'm fine." The quiet on the other end spoke volumes. Dad had a thousand words bottled up, I could tell. But he held back, reserving them for our reunion, whenever that might be. His reluctant response was a single, "Okay." God. I wish I could just give him a hug.

I say his name in a questioning manner. Dante ignores me, his eyes still trained on Zeke who seemd to be descending from his high. "He's gone to heaven!" There is a brief silence, then confusion digs at me. Why did the boy talk so excitedly about his father being dead? "Heaven?" Dante asks, looking more sure than he did earlier. "Yes. It's the best place to be. Mum says he's going to return soon. It's been so long but mum says it's because heaven is such a long way from Miami."

I crawl up to him, kneeling as I wrap my arms around his torso and rest my head on his lap. “No, it won't.” I whimper. “But I don't want you to feel that you have to fight through the pain and stay with me.” I begin. “I love you, Dad. I always will, and when you see the light with Mum and Rose standing under it. I don't want you to hesitate.” My voice breaks and I can feel my father’s body shaking beneath me as he too is crying. “Set yourself free from this horrid earth and go be with them.”

"Dear dad, thank you for everything. For loving mom so much and not leaving her even during her crisis of miscarriages. You're indeed the best dad in the world. I hope you don't miss me too much. I promise to be around here watching over you and granny even though you won't see me. Tell granny that I love her and that I'll visit her too. Tell her that I'll be joining Uncle Cornell in heaven. And mom. I've even started imagining myself sitting and talking with him but I guess the dead don't talk to one another, do they? Tell Ivy and Alicia (if they ever ask after me) that I will miss them and that I still love them. I'm so happy because I can see peace before me. Soon. No more scary nights, n

I shouldn't waste my time on people who were not worth it. Upon returning to the hospital, I found many flowers, fruit baskets, and gifts placed at the office door. There was also a card that read: "Mommy Joyce, thank you! I went to the park with my dad yesterday to take pictures, and I sent a few to my mom in heaven. Now I want to be your daughter. Would you like that?" Hot tears streamed down my cheeks. Yes, Mommy would love that. Mommy would be here waiting for you.