Dear Daddy

This is all the things I've carried because of my dad. This is the first thing I've ever written so please show some mercy.
Dear Daddy,

Many of the things I carry with me, wherever I go have come from you. I've carried a passion and determination for singing and drive for speaking and law. When I was younger, you would have me practice my singing non-stop. I would sing in the car, at home, at church, and anywhere else we would go. And I'm grateful for that. I now carry the will to never give up all because of you. Once you told me that if I love singing, then I need to go and put myself out there no matter if I sound bad or good. I also carry anger because of you. You always seem to think that you can never have a fault and a lot of time you push me too hard. But I can never stay mad at you because I know that you can be understanding and I know you push me so hard because you really do believe in me. I've carried pain because of you. When your father died, you couldn't control your tears. You usually try to hide them until no one is around, but at that moment, you couldn't hold it in. I've never seen someone in that much pain and I've carried that moment with me and will probably never forget it. I carry love because you've always tried to give me the best and even though I don't deserve it most times, you do reward me and keep my spirits high. The most important thing I carry, is you in my heart. You’re my daddy and there is no one else like you. You’re wise, caring, strict, and loving. Many boys will come and go but I know my daddy will always be around. I love you daddy.
What do you think about my writing?
Needs a lot of work
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Don't quit your day job
Published: 1/22/2009
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