So, I have been remiss. I languished in my time with Daddy. He was here a blissful 9 days, I think. I wallowed in the touch of him, the nearness of him. I had family and him around me and it was bliss.
I should have given you all a play-by-play of our days together and then the pain of the inevitable separation but I didn’t. I felt possessive of my time with him. I couldn’t waste it writing of it. Then he was gone and I didn’t have the heart to face it.
I buried myself in work and parenting and that’s where I’ve been. It’s good really. The lonely, missing him, feelings get pushed down and my focus narrows. I have been cranking at work and not sad.
Like clockwork though, I must write and here I am to face it. The minute I began writing so came the tears. Time to find his baby girl and dig her out of her cocoon.