A tribute to the silliness of my dear dad
This post is so charming and endearing. I hope my own children have their own silly memories of me!
I have no doubt they do. Thanks for seeing it, silly or not, this one is near and dear. 💜
Not silly. Charming. It is a story of love. Clearly you two had a connection. And that is precious.
He was my person. From the very beginning. The one soul in my life who truly got me. Thanks for holding space with me. 💜
You are very welcome. You shared an important part of your heart here. I am honoured to have read your words.
That means everything. This is the phase in life where I drop the mask, stop hiding my true self. It’s liberating and terrifying in the same breath. Deeply, thank you.
I hope you keep on writing and posting. It is hard. And you’ve embraced the challenge. I look forward to reading more of your words.
This post is so charming and endearing. I hope my own children have their own silly memories of me!
I have no doubt they do. Thanks for seeing it, silly or not, this one is near and dear. 💜
Not silly. Charming. It is a story of love. Clearly you two had a connection. And that is precious.
He was my person. From the very beginning. The one soul in my life who truly got me. Thanks for holding space with me. 💜
You are very welcome. You shared an important part of your heart here. I am honoured to have read your words.
That means everything. This is the phase in life where I drop the mask, stop hiding my true self. It’s liberating and terrifying in the same breath. Deeply, thank you.
I hope you keep on writing and posting. It is hard. And you’ve embraced the challenge. I look forward to reading more of your words.