Daddy

As I remember I didn’t share every moment as I wanted with my daddy .

He wasn’t with us because we were having family problems .

He wasn’t with me when I starting talking or when I took my first step .

Well that’s what my mom says .I remember him calling , I would always tell him to come home already                          because I missed him , the only thing he could tell me was ” don’t worry , one day I’m coming back to y’all”.

Finally when  I turned 8 years in October my dream came true <3 . My daddy finally came home .

After that we had been through Lots together one day I thought I was going to lose him , he got really sick .

We really thought he wasn’t going to make it through the night .

Weeks later he finally got better and we were able to take him home with us .

All that made me realize how lucky I am to have my parents , that I never want to lose .

I thank god that I still have him and that nothing bad happened to him .

He’s the most, most , most amazing guy , also the strongest .

I Love You Daddy .