I fixed it up some on Adobe Spark. I wanted to add a face to the man who stole my heart when I was born. He was a great father to me. Even though I was not his biological child in his eyes I was. I believe that is a real man should be. I cry every night for him. It might be a single tear or heart wrenching cry but I wish he was still here. I have a step daughter and I treat her just like she was mine. My father taught me this. He would give you his last dollar, shirt, or food he had and I want to carry that kindness too. Happy reading.
They always say girls are Daddy’s girls. See that smile.