 I started expressing my feelings to her, and to my surprise, she understood. Liz's letters gave me encouragement and support to keep on trying and fighting the same way our dad would have wanted. She made me understand that it was important to keep the memory of my dad alive, but that it was all right for me to continue living my life. With Liz's help, I've picked myself up, and today I'm a student at a college in North Carolina. And I'm becoming the success my father always knew I was capable of becoming.