Dear Dad, I remember when...

Dear Dad,
You have been gone for 2 years today and I miss you so much. Deep down I know you are still with me but I miss our conversations and your advice. I know you would kick my butt for some of the decisions I have made and for still holding on to my grief for you. This is my way of letting it all out so I can cope better. I know you wouldn't want me to be this way but I have such a difficult time getting the picture of you laying dead in bed. I know you are at peace and I'm glad you died peacefully and with a massive heart attack like your brother.
We had our times when I was a teenager when we didn't talk and I know mom had a lot to with that. I also remember you coming home drunk one time and you put your hand through the back door window to get in and you stumbled into walls and mom and you were fighting so bad. I remember mom calling the cops and when they got there you almost hit one. I remember being so scared of you that night. I had never seen you like that before. When the cops took you away you didn't get to come home for 2 weeks because you was put in rehab, which helped out a lot.
I remember watching wrestling with you on TV and laughing at you because you would move like you were helping the wrestlers out. I remember play wrestling with you and laughing because you would tickle me to submit or you would let me win. I remember when you help coach me bowling even as an adult. I remember when you would play catch with me in the backyard when I played softball briefly. I remember when you killed that opossum under the carport with a shotgun and how loud that was.
I remember going to your friends houses for you to play cards and I would annoy all of you or just play. I remember when I finally moved out of mom's and we got to sit down and talk abut the divorce you had with mom and we got to get out everything. The was the best conversation we ever had, because that conversation made us closer than ever. I remember you teaching me how to tune up my old 1979 Plymouth Duster. I remember how you proudly gave me to Randy on my wedding day which happen to be your 50Th birthday also.
I remember how Cathy helped me track you down at the American Legion so I could tell you that I just found mom dead. I couldn't believe how quick you got to her apartment and just hugged me so tight. You stayed by me every step of the way. You always listened when I needed to just talk and if something needed fix you would try your best to fix it. You were the best brake man I knew. You could fix brakes on cars with little effort. There is so much more I remember but I think I'll stop here for now. I'm proud to be your daughter and I feel lucky to have you as a dad. I miss you so very much and I love you with all my heart. God Speed Dad. I'll see you again someday.
Your Daughter,
Michelle