Daddy

Not many people know that I've grown up all my life without a father. He passed away when my mom was 6 months pregnant with me. Some may say "how can you miss what you never had?". The truth is I miss it every day. I miss it in a little girl as she hangs on to her daddy's leg. I miss it when a daddy plays in the floor with his little girl. I miss it when a teenager goes to her prom or on a date. I miss it when I graduated from high school and college I miss it when a daughter gets flowers from her daddy on Valentine's day. I miss it every single day.

I often wonder how my life would be different if my dad was still alive. I wonder if I would be living in SC. I wonder if I would be overweight. I wonder if my life would still have the difficulties I face today...

There is so much that runs through my mind when I start thinking about my dad and the life of a daughter with one vs. one without. Sometimes I wish I could just see him and talk to him...but for now I go to bed crying and wondering.........