Desiree (my 18 y/o daughter) came over this morning and we cleaned the walls in the front room. We went to town for lunch, stopped at the post office to get the rest of her invites for Graduation that we were shorted. We came back to the house and people brought the new furiture for me. We had a great time at lunch and setting up the room, she kissed me and said what a fun day she had with me. She called me tonight crying her heart out. I'm saying to her baby whats wrong talk to me, she says she was making out my invite to send to me and it hit her that her daddy would not see her walk the stage. Bill died of a massive heart attack when she was 12. She was the light of his life and she could do no wrong per him. He never judged her or made her feel anything but safe and loved in life. Our ways are not as common as most people. But we do believe in spirits and passing to a greater place. I told her he would be watching her and would be soooo proud of what she has done. Told her he was in her heart and would walk that stage with her. I told her to make the invite out to both of us and I would read it for and to him. Now I sit here crying like a baby and wishing he was here to fix her every need as he did when she was little and maybe give me a hug. Sorry so long but I needed to tell someone. Jade
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