Oct 30, 2006

Dear Brieanna,

I dreamt of you this last week. I dreamt that I had somehow learned where your mother was hiding you, and that I drove up and spotted you and your mother as you were walking down the street. I got out of the car, and approached you. You were still 8 years old just as I remembered you, which surprised me. I bent down and hugged and kissed you. I dreamt that your mother was gracious through this. I was saddened when I awoke.

I know I'll be surprised when you finally come back into my life. I'll have remembered you as a little girl, and you will be a woman. Likewise, I'll look much older than perhaps you remembers. Although I still look quite young for my age.

This last week I carved pumpkins with your siblings. This year has passed very quickly.

I've set up tickets to see my father in Turkey this Christmas. I'm excited to see him. It's a very long and tiring trip, I'll have 2 stops, and so it will take on the order 20 hours to get there, and back. One of the goal of my life is to get to know my father better. I wish that I had had closer relationship with him growing up, because there's much I could have learned from him.

Now that you are an adult. It's within your power to come and see me. You are just a couple of hours away from Utah. My phone number is 801-635-7841. You can call me any time. I'll send you tickets if you'd like to visit.

Love,

Dad.