Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday, Dad!

I will send this to everyone, and then tonight I'll talk to you through a medium. That's going to be pretty cool. Been looking forward to that.

I'm good. I've been really tired though, more than usual. Probably because I've been working so much. I gave up my holidays for an entire year just so I could stay in Canada longer, all because of you! It's your fault I'm this tired!!!! I'm still liking my job and I absolutely know it's for me. I know it would be nice to stay here with Qatar, but I'm thinking about changing airlines. We'll have to see. The only real problem is that you're not here, which makes everything a lot harder. For everyone.

This month I went to a country in the northeastern part of Africa called Djibouti. You wouldn't have found anything interesting about it. Nothing goes on there, it's pretty quiet. The hotel was pretty cool which you would have liked, and I flew there with a very quiet Chinese guy who you would have thought was cute. He reminded me of that nice blonde boy who sometimes played violin with us in church, his sister's name is Megan. I can't remember his name. Only this guy was less gay. There he is in our hotel pool at sunset.

I also went to Manila, in the Philippines. It was a pretty long flight but the hotel was nicer than Djibouti. They're apparently really into Christmas celebrations in the Philippines. You would have liked it because the hotel was really comfortable, but also guess what. There were strings! Playing Christmas songs! You can't really see it here but there was a violin, viola, a cello and even a piano. But it was nothing compared to what we sound like. Especially when you did your solos. No sound ever compared to your solos, which I know you agree. Here's a picture of the hotel lobby. The musicians are at the back.

I don't think people are taking it very well that you're gone. I'm not. Some are in the anger phase I think, maybe even acceptance, I'm not sure. I'm not anything. I have to pass through denial to get anywhere. Nope. That's not happening anytime soon. I will be in denial probably until the day I die. If anyone tries to tell me you're gone then they can go to hell. But everyone knows you're still with us. You and Grandpa.

I write in my book lots. I think about it everyday and jot stuff down in my phone if I can't write it in my laptop. It's coming.

Don't tell anyone but I've been wrapping all the Christmas presents for the Skaret Christmas. You know who I've been sending them to. They're sworn to secrecy not to open them! No-one will see them until Christmas Day. You're the only one that already knows what I got them. Pretty good huh.

I've also got some bad news. Did you know that Donald Trump is the next President of the United States? I didn't know that animals could take over the oval office. He reminds me of an orangutan. An orange one, with all that straw on his head that he calls hair. He has the temperament of a grease fire. He also doesn't know anything about... well, anything. Intelligent people are nervous. The rest are happy about it. I'm more qualified to be President than he is. I'm almost ok with not coming home again for a while.

And that's about it. Just waiting for Christmas.

Your daughter,

Bailey Sue