What I had hoped would be the best Christmas turned out to be one the worst one yet. Less than a week before Christmas in 2007 my father died in a car accident. I hadn’t seen my dad in months because we lived in different cities and two weeks before Christmas break when I finally was going to go visit him I had received a letter in the mail from him. I opened the letter immediately and inside, he wrote about how excited he was to see me and spend time together over break but it was unbeknownst to me that I would actually never see him again.
Growing up I have always had great support from my family