Daddy's little girl

When I am having a rough day, I call my dad. He is almost always able to answer all my questions, he is almost always able to understand how I feel because he felt it too, he is always able to inspire me and pull me out of the doldrums and gives me the strength and courage to do the right thing even if it means walking the cold, lonely path alone. He always reminds me that I am made up of guts, glory and steel when I doubt myself and gives me the liberty to go chase my impossible dreams without any fear.
Its taken us a decade to get here, its taken us a long time to understand each other without any misunderstandings, its been a rough ride getting to know each other better, but I guess nothing comes easy in life, not even love. We have worked hard to earn each other's respect and that will always be my biggest achievement.
I love you papa. Its so hard to walk in your shoes. But you never stopped....


1 Comments:
Strange, but it's only now that I see these lovely posts in all the clarity they deserve. Lost my dad a few days ago, and the tailspin continues. Stopped by to thank you for having written this post.
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