Daddy's Little Girl

by Sally
(Louisville, NY,USA)

Daddy died suddenly July 9, 2012. It's been 6 long months to get used to being without the first man I ever loved. I have judged every man I've ever met based on that love and admiration for him. He loved seeing me happy and expressing that happiness and he loved hearing me sing. No matter what he was always proud of me. He was a wonderful caring, strong, tender and loving man and was fierce in his love for his family. I always felt protected by him, even as an adult and living on my own with my own family, I felt he protected us. I miss him every day and I'm slowly figuring out how to live each day without being able to call him when I'm happy or excited about something. I hope I can continue to carry on his legacy of love with my own children and grandchildren as it is a great legacy he left. He touched many, many lives in our small town but he touched his family's hearts more. Those hearts are broken in different ways and I wonder if the pain of a broken heart ever fades. I called him Daddy every day of my life (even when others made fun of me for it) for I was and always will be so proud of being "Daddy's Little Girl".

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