The emails we have written each other recently, especially this year, have filled a gap of knowledge and connection to you in my heart, there are no loose ends now.
You know how we pray that you have made your peace with God so that you can go safely into His Presence, but that, as always, is between you and Him.
I love you dearly and have been proud to call you my father. So many things you said to me have been life defining and have contributed to the good decisions I have made. I'll accept responsibility for the poor ones!
It's funny the memories that can surface but I remember you taking your teeth out when we were camping up at Orewa and singing Popeye, but I also remember and end with these words of that grand old song you also used to sing.
"Oh my Papa, to me he is so wonderful, Oh my Papa to me he is dear".
Your loving daughter
Brenda
Poppa Rekka | Rex Daniell | October 29th 1920 - October 13th 2010 R.I.P.
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