Friday, February 14, 2014
Day 45|Noooooooooooooooooooo
Can you really be old enough for your first formal?? I am not ready to believe you have become that girl I see growing up. When I tied your sash and turned you around, I was thankful your dad was by my side with his gun to make me laugh and allow me time to wipe away the tears. Though you where petrified your father had brought out his gun to "clean it" tonight, he he it seemed fitting for me that it shall start this way. Your daddy's girl through and through and I know though he didn't say it, letting you go a little bit tonight was hard for him too.
You and Eric insisted on getting dinner after the dance and then we had to run to Wal-mart and I guess it was all to much for you by the end. It made me feel like maybe a bit of my little girl is still in there, even if I can't carry you in my arms.
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