Alcus R. Brooks

Dad, every day I think of you and wish you were here. You were my rock, and when you died, I was devasted. I was always "Daddy's Girl", and now I don't know who I am. It's been 6 years, and I am now 55 years old, and I still feel like a child who has lost her daddy, and has nowhere to go. Home was always wherever you were. Sometimes I feel like I just want to go home, but I don't know where that is now. My only hope is that one day we'll be together again, and the whole in my soul will be filled. I'll never forget you, and will love you with my every breath.