So, I've got at least five more years of this to follow! Hey, I've got a younger one too. I was talking to my Chiropractor this morning and she said "you're daughters lucky, my dad would say 'he just wasn't right for you' and leave the room" I sat with D when I came home and she had a whole pile of tissue on her bed, I held her and we talked some more. I told her how tears are God's way of cleansing us of our sadness, it's good to do it and let it out. We talked about how alone she felt right now and she asked me about my breakup experiences, much about with mom. That was tough, trying to talk about my grieving experience without badmouthing her mom. Finally, I suggested she have a shower, get dressed and have something to eat. Afterwards, she wrapped her arms around me and said "I'm so glad you're my Daddy!" I told her that I was here for her and would ALWAYS be here for her. Well, now it's lunchtime.
