Pop,
I cannot believe it has been three months since we lost you. I still can't believe that whenever we go to Friday Night Pizza, you are not sitting in the chair you have been ever since we started going to your house. You fought so hard, Pop. You have been fighting for so long. All that matters is that you are happy with the rest of your family in heaven. You have given all of us so many signs, from dreams about you to seeing the numbers "310" and "315." We all love and miss you so much Pop. Father's Day is going to be super hard for everybody, Pop. Please give us a sign that you are here with us. You have done so much for this family, Pop. We are going to see you and Nam tonight, and I will save a slice of pizza just for you. When we were looking for a house to live in, on the garage door there was a big sign that said "Moose Crossing," and when we were going to your house, there was a licence plate and it said "POPS" on it. We know that you are looking over us, Pop. Rest easy, Pop. We all love you.
Love, Marco