Six-year-old Ellie was always watching people. One day, she noticed that I was leaving encouraging sticky notes around the house for Mommy. She informed me “Daddy, where is my note?” She was irresistible! I began to write her notes and leave them where she would find them. I always wrote her one because it made her so happy (even if Mommy didn’t get one sometimes).
Ellie learned and wanted to give back. She began to write notes and cards to everyone. She took it to a whole new level! Her nice words are on all the neighbors’ refrigerators and were delivered to her swim team coaches. She always had time to write a nice note.
One day last year, I came home for lunch. Just before I left, I was walking out of the garage to my car and I saw Ellie run across the driveway as fast as she could. She darted around the back of the house. I walked up to the car and saw her last sticky note to me. It touched my heart and I put it over the tachometer, and that is where it was for the last few days I had with her.
Ellie was killed in a tragic accident. What a wonderful memory for me. I love you too, princess, you are the best daughter ever!
Submitted by Todd Nigro in loving memory of his daughter, Ellie Ruth Nigro. This was originally published on www.ElliesWay.org/blog.
This website was inspired by the memory of Margareta Sol Kubitz in hopes of helping others work through the pain of grief.