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.

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

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

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