Daughter
I tend to avoid talking to family life on here because we’ve all got our own lives to enjoy and bear, and I don’t care a snap for mine being of any enforced consequence.
But today my daughter, 5, came up to me with a piece of paper she folded in half. She delivered it with a sense of bashful achievement.
It said:
You are the best person in my life
I fought back against a sudden riptide of tears.
“I love you, Daughter,” I said to the eyes above her sweet smile, “OK? Don’t forget that.”
“But what if I do forget it?” she asked.
“I won’t ever let you.”
Tomorrow: The play’s the, … (snap. snap.) - thing…
April 30th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
Aw. Such a sweet girl;)
April 30th, 2007 at 3:15 pm
Previously you have made me wonder what it would be like to have a good father. Also what it would be like to be a good father. Now you’ve made me wonder what it would be like to have an adoring kid.
Prick.
:)
Cool post.
April 30th, 2007 at 4:42 pm
You should write her a letter back. My father wrote me a note when I was about 9 which I still have, and treasure.
April 30th, 2007 at 9:52 pm
Thanks Ed
Quick - I’ve been blessed. Nice of you to notice and kind of you to say so.
Katy - Beautiful idea, and it’s great how it means a lot to you. I wrote a message to my unborn son on the wall of his own bedroom before putting wallpaper over the writing. When we came to redecorate six years later, I took off the wallpaper we both got a kick out of what it said, and that I would write something meant for him before he came into the world. -
thanks for reminding me of that. Cliff
April 30th, 2007 at 11:59 pm
DO as Katy says.
NOW!
;)