Today was Father's Day. Everywhere were daughters and dads, walking holding hands, at the pubs, with presents, laughing, talking, smiling. I didn't think much of it until I saw a girl of nine with a big scratch on her leg. She had obviously had a nasty fall, and her father was carrying her, you could tell she was trying so hard not to cry. It was heartbreaking and beautiful, and made me wish I was at home with my dad today so much. He's done so much for me, and I want him so badly to be here with me right now. Don't tell him, but I miss him SO much.
I love you Daddy!
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