My Girl

I really miss my Daddy. I do not care how juvenile that sounds. I miss him, and it doesn't get easier any minute.

Today is my Dad's birthday and my first official day in school. I can't be with him on his special day and it kills me. I didn't even get to see him today.

On Sunday, we all went out to lunch as a family after moving my sister into her room. After lunch, we walked across the parking lot to a store. As we were walking, my Daddy and I fell behind as my mom and sister led the way. My Daddy and I were walking step in step with each other. We mirrored each other perfectly. We are always in sync with one another. Always. My sunglasses hid my tears.

I am my Father's daughter. I am a Daddy's Girl. I am so proud of that. I am just like him in almost every way. I miss him. I miss him so much it hurts.