A 30 something's musings on motherhood, life, love, and teaching.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Daddy I Miss You
My daughter called my father-in-law grandaddy, and I cried. I cried and cried and cried.... on the inside. (Later, I cried at home.) I miss my daddy. He was a wonderful daddy and and he loved his grandchildren. Unfortunately, he never had the opportunity to see my kids. So when I heard her call him grandaddy it tore me up on the inside. I miss him, but never more than I do now. She will never have the opportunity to meet my dad. My wonderfully complex dad. Mr. tough as nails soft as dough on the inside.... I miss you daddy.
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