
We met when I was a toddler, all pudgy cheeked and wide eyed. I'm sure I was just beginning to assert my two year old independence at the time but still he was taken with me. My mom said it was love at first sight. She tells me he loved my brother and me from the moment he met us and I know it must be true. What young man in his right mind would sign on for instant family, not knowing how in the world he was going to support them?
We don't share the same hair color, eye color or even the same genes
but he likes spicy foods, good books, deep conversations and his Savior.
We share what matters most.
He loves me like daughters are meant to be loved.

2 comments:
Wow.
Totally beautiful and eloquent.
And look at how foxy Fred is!
He looks so debonaire and chill hanging out in an ivy league courtyard.
I'm so glad you had such a wonderful father.
It sounds like you are one lucky lady.
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