CAMPBELL, GARTH NOAH

[GARTH NOAH CAMPBELL]

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GARTH NOAH CAMPBELL, TWENTY FIVE, HETEROSEXUAL. MALE, MARK WAHLBERG, MISFIT.

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There's times I think you just like to fight
- garth brooks

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FATHERLY, PROTECTIVE, CARING, SENSITIVE, HONEST,
ANGRY, FIGHTER, GUARDED, INSECURE, JADED.
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Dear Ember Danielle,
Hey baby girl. Writing this is kind of weird to me, considering the fact that I'm still stuck in the surreal world that you're left in once someone you love dies. It's kind of like being stuck in a vortex of a sorts that you can't seem to climb out of. I know that I'm strong but I have to be honest, this is tough for me. My protective side is roaring with anger because I wasn't able to stop the events that ended your mother's life. I loved your mom, even love her still, and I know you'll believe that when you grow up seeing me with my wedding band on. Even though both you and I know that I'm no longer married. This is hard to write because it's tough to think about the future without your mom by my side but I promised her that I would take care of you if anything happened to her. I love you more than any father on this planet and I always will.
Since you're eighteen now, or you will be when you receive this letter, I'm going to tell you how your mom and I came to be, well, your mom and dad. You see, I was a mechanic way back when. And, yes, I still am today but that's beside the point. The day that Sasha and I met can only be described as...ordinary. No, I don't mean that meeting her was ordinary but the hours before our fated meeting were just...uninteresting. Anyway, the day was rainy and kind of bland, I was in my shop, under the hood of an old Toyota. The poor thing was basically on it's last leg but I didn't have the heart to tell Mr. Manders. The man was seventy five and he'd had that truck since he was fifteen. But, he's not the point of this story.
I was just wiping the grease from my hands when your mom walked in. Or, at the time, she was just a stranger who I later married. I was nineteen at the time and I swore it was love at first sight. Don't roll your eyes, I know you are. Anyway, she walked in and asked for someone to look at her car because she said it was making a funny noise. Of course, that's almost everyone's complaint who comes into my shop. So, I took it upon myself to see what was going on. But, those details aren't important. What matters is the fact that a few days later, she returned to retrieve her car after I had fixed it. And, as she was leaving, I noticed that she had left her number on my office door in very small, almost invisible, beautiful script. I swear my heart soared when I saw that and you better believe that I called it. And, I'm very glad to say that I did. Because we dated for a year before I asked her to marry me and, besides the resulting wedding, and your birth a year later, that was the happiest day of my life.
Your mother brought so many good things into my life and I couldn't be happier to have known her. I'm sorry that you'll never know her personally but I promise that I will tell you as many stories as you can hold while you're growing up. Not a day goes by that I don't miss your mother but I see her in you each day as well. And that makes me even happier to have you in my life. I love you Ember, and I always will.
Daddy.

Ember, age 4

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