Loving Daddy, Missing Daddy

What a powerful piece! You are doing the best that you can and have included their father in your daughter’s lives as much as you could! That is a special mom…..share stories about him-your memories are just as important.

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I don’t know what it’s like to lose my dad.  Thankfully mine is still here. So I don’t know what it’s like to grow up without one but everyday I just watch my daughters to get a taste of what it must be like. To see them look out at the world and see that world as different to their own can be heartbreaking. When Evie lies in bed at night asking “why does Tess have a daddy and I don’t?” or when she says “it makes me sad that daddy isn’t here but Erin says I can share hers” – well it makes me shatter into tiny little pieces while I cuddle her and kiss her and try to make up for all those cuddles and kisses she misses getting from him. When Isla conjures up her tall tales about what her and daddy used to do together before…

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