Brief Recognition
My dad called me today and sent me an email to say he was glad to hear from me, and said to let him know if I needed anything. Sure, maybe it was just politeness, but I feel like I've been reduced to 4 years old again, gazing up with awe at an adult who doesn't know why the kid is wide-eyed, but pats them on the head anyways. That probably doesn't make much sense.
His seeming approval of me soothes a bigger gap than I ever realized was lacking. I guess I never knew how much I missed having a father until I actually got one.
His seeming approval of me soothes a bigger gap than I ever realized was lacking. I guess I never knew how much I missed having a father until I actually got one.