Letter to My Father

June 16, 2013

What It Means.

This letter was produced around when my mom left my dad. I had gathered their documents related to my sister’s ACS situation to organize. My father pressured me to give back his documents. He thought I was trying to mess things up for him. I wanted to help. His tone got me upset. That feeling got me to write this letter. I gave this letter along with his documents, that I organized by dare and summarized on sticky notes, in a folder. I don’t know if he even read it.

July 27, 2011

Dear Father, Daniel Tejada Sr.,

I’m writing you this letter because you never let me talk, never listen to me, never hear me out. I don’t know where that comes from, but I hope it stops for the betterment of yourself and the people who love you. If there is one thing I learned in my lifetime, it is that with written words, no one can shut me up. If you don’t read this letter, it’s your lost, not mine.

First, let me say that I’m not siding with anyone when it comes to my mother leaving you. But I will say she has chosen the wrong time to do something like this. I’m highly disappointed! Why? Because I’m feeling as your daughter isn’t being placed first. I could care less about what you and my mother are dealing with personally right now because my sister’s #1 to me in all of this, just as she should be #1 for you.

She’s been feeling hurt by all of this. She feels like you guys don’t care, like you guys don’t love her. I know this is true because she tells me this. I’m the only one she truly expresses herself to. She might seem fine on the surface, but she’s not okay deep down. I can relate to that because I used to do the same thing when I was her age.

Let me say that, I’m proud of how far you have come. It brings tears of joy to my eyes. It warms my heart to hear you talk about your program, how you enjoy it and how it impacts you. I feel this way because I don’t even ask you about it first. I smile when I see how much you’ve gain weight and how much life you have in you.

You fighting your demons is so inspiring and empowering to me. One thing I’ve always feared was you passing away before you get to see and hold my first child, and even before I get married. I feel like God is granting me a great wish. I feel like God is working for you. He’s with you! If there’s one thing I learned in church and know is true, it is what one of my inspirations Martin Luther King said in a sermon entitled “A Tough Mind and a Tender Heart,” “[God] does not leave us alone in our agonies and struggles. He seeks us in dark places and suffers with us and for us in our tragic prodigality.”

Don’t close the door on Him. Reach out to Him. Don’t close the door on me. I’m with you. I’m here to help you anyway I can. All I ask is that you treat me with the same respect you want from me. I’m not a child anymore. I’m an adult who has a job, his own place, paying his own bills and can feed himself. I don’t deserve to be talked down to or have someone talk and talk without trying to hear me out. Don’t call me if you’re not trying to talk to me like I’m a human being.

I know you’re hurting. I know what you’re feeling. I’ve been there before. Things do get better. I have faith! Stay strong. Keep it pushing. Peace be on to you. God bless!

Your namesake,
Daniel Tejada Jr.


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