I’m back home and I have so much to tell you. Wherever I go people are hugging me, giving me high fives and making me feel like I’ve accomplished so much more than just the mountain.
Thank you for all the support, it means a lot. I can’t wait to share all the detail with you but first I have to say something to my dad. I have to start the sharing of this adventure right.
It’s a Dear Daddy Letter
I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed you until this trip. In a way becoming a mom has kept me so busy that I forgot how much I need you. I mean we all grow up, get married, have kids and move forward.
We don’t leave our parents behind, not at all but things change. We become adults. We mature. We become the parents. I’ve realized how much I have missed just being your daughter. Not a mom, not a wife, but your daughter. You’ve always had a way with me but this, this was something special.
I’ve never been prouder to be your daughter than right now. How we walked those kilometers and I had moments where I thought to myself “this man must be crazy doing this for a second time just to do it with me,” and you did it. How much you must love me to have done this for me. (I mean who climbs Kilimanjaro twice in one year?)
We’ve had so many giggles, I mean I had moments where I cried so much I laughed. The moments where I wished you had a filter before you speak, your honesty just blew me away. (So honest that I at times wished the earth would swallow me immediately!)
I treasure your wisdom, the things you say are more than just words. It’s always a lesson of some sort and to listen to you made me feel like the luckiest girl on this planet. I know I probably spoke a lot more than you, because a girl has to get her thousand words a day but you patiently listened to every story and every dream I have.
I love how we are the same in so many ways. I love how we can push and not look back. I love how you make me feel like I’m capable to do anything I put my mind to. You’ve always been that person in my life. I felt safe because you were there. I felt comfort because you were there. I felt capable because you were there.
You know what our conditions were like. You know what we had to deal with and you know where we had struggles and where we went for gold and we did it dad. We made it all the way to the top. Me and you together. What a story to tell.
Thank you for coming with me. Thank you for spoiling me with the one thing money can’t buy, your time. It will always be one of my favorite weeks of my life. An effortlessly beautiful memory. You are my hero and nothing will or can ever change that. What you have given me is life and you are a strong Pilar in my life. I love the way I do because of the love you have shown me all my life.
I’m so proud to be your daughter. You make me want to be better, more in some ways. I want to make you proud. Dad, I love you with all my heart and I’ll climb any mountain with you any time. Thank you for being you and for loving me and thank you for the most epic experience of my life.
When my husband lost his dad last year I saw the gap it left. I see him walking around wishing he could share things with his dad, even if it’s just a Coke.
I’m sorry for those who have lost their dad’s. I want to pray for your sadness and heartache. A dad is a special person and so important in our lives.
If you still have a dad, treasure him. Take him for a milkshake and watch his wrinkles of wisdom. Embrace his love, it’s a beautiful gift from God.
If you’ve never known the love of a father I want to sincerely say I’m sorry. We all share a Heavenly Father and I pray that His love has touched you in a way that you know and understand exactly what I’m talking about. Every girl deserves to be a daughter and every girl deserves to be loved by a father. Always remember God loves you no matter what your story tells.
Be sure to follow the blog as I’ll be taking you to the top of Kilimanjaro from down below in the rain Forrest all the way to the icy roof of Africa.