Daddy's Girl

It had been a beautiful Spring day, May 4, 2004. My brother, Momma,& myself had gotten in late that night when we had the call that would change my life forever. I could sense that something was wrong Momma's voice. Then the words I feared came from her mouth, I fell to the floor crying & screaming. They had found our Daddy, he was no longer alive. At the young age of 34 he left behind a daughter & 2 sons. Every memory I had of us came flooding back to me, both happy & sad. My parents had divorced when I was 7 years old. It was a bad divorce, drugs and alcohol were a factor. I had a lot of hatred toward my Daddy for leaving us for a long time, although we always had a good relationship. Good people make bad mistakes, right? He had popped in and out of our life when we were growing up, i just got use to it. I battled with this hatred all the way up to my senior year in highschool. When that one phone call turned my world upside down my perspective changed. I soon realized it was mostly saddness that I felt during those years of uncertiny. I regret those years I did not get to have him in my life. Children need stability, reassurance,& guidance from both parents. Everything happens for a reason, only God knows why. Because of my past I am a stronger person, a better mother to my children & I love like there is no tomorrow. I will never have all the answers to this puzzle. I do know even though we may have sat on the front porch waiting for him and he never showed up sometime...he loved his children. We all make mistakes...that will never stop me from being a Daddy's Girl.