My Daughter

Describe a family member.

I’d rather not dive into emotional hysteria today.

Let’s choose someone who doesn’t need therapy!

I remember dreaming about what my daughter would look like, and how much money I spent before she came into this world. (Haha)

She was very quiet, then came to life around 18 months old. I never tried to fit her into anything she didn’t want to do, so she appreciated spacemen…and princesses.

She’d follow behind me at all times – wanting to brush my hair, paint my nails, or cuddle – we cuddled a lot when she was younger.

My daughter is tall, like me. Confident, funny, smart and honest. She’s beautiful, I often worry about her dating and marrying. I almost don’t want her to.

I raised her with how I should have been raised, and sadly sent her with her brother to live with their father. Their step father became abusive. They did not deserve to suffer.

When I was finally able to see them again, she was so grateful for what I did. Not angry, or asking any questions. She loves me all the same, still.

I want her to remain that way – loving because she can’t help it.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. We make difficult decisions for the love of our children. Hugs to you for being brave.

    1. Thank you so much. It was difficult for certain, but it was a wise decision. ♥️

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