It's Father's Day again. The year has flown by. I have said so many things about my Daddy, missing him, his loyalty, his larger than life-ness. I have nothing new. I wish I could call him. I find that I miss him most when I am sad. Like now. I think there will always be a little girl part of me. I want to be safe and taken care of. I want to be adored. Someone's object of affection.
I hope Heaven is good. I hope Daddy is at peace and whole. I'm glad that he formed in me the ability to laugh when I am distraught, the love of history, and the Louque crazy. I know how to love. And I do. That's all I have today. My heart is a little broken in so many places. I don't like the way life is set up. But whatcha gonna do? Happy Father's Day to whoever wants it. Thank you to all the stand ins in my life that I go to for Daddy stuff. You know who you are.
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