I knew he had always wanted a boy. By the looks of my baby photos, everyone knew he wanted a boy. Lucky for me at the age of two, my blond locks began to grow and someone had the sense to dress me in pink instead of brown, with bows instead of suspenders, and little sandals instead of high tops.
From that day forward, I’ve been daddy’s little girl.
My Dad is…
my crutch
my hero
my everything.
He is the voice in my head that says don’t listen to anyone else, you can do anything & everything.
He taught me to dream and is the reason I chase every single one. I love you Dad & Happy Father’s Day!
Can you tell we were close?
by Emily
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