"Daddy"
This is a little different for me...but I guess it's good
to write something personal...so, this has nothing to do with any of the Kids. You can back out now if you like. For all the
rest of you: This is a VERY short...something that I wrote in about 5 or 10 minutes...enjoy!
"You should love him, he's your daddy". That's what people say. Usually the old ladies
and the churchgoers. But how can you love someone you've never met, touched, known, talked to, or even really thought about
until now. What if I shut my eyes and pretend that I never even knew the concept of a dad? To be naive again! To believe
in a Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, hope. To on purpose believe that maybe, just maybe, a stork dropped me off on the door
step of a single mom with a one bedroom apartment, a hatchback, and the dream of having a little girl. A little girl who would
do great things. Great things with herself, with other people and for other people. All, without knowing the part inside of
her that would be missing. All without knowing she would miss being daddy's little girl, or a true princess.
"You should love him, he's your daddy", they would say. And then, almost happy to crush
their moment of glee, she would say "I have none, so how can I love him"
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