Troubles Melt Like Lemondrops

I miss her! She is absolutely the most precious person in my world. But, I can never seem to get enough of her and frankly, I never do.

She comes home on Friday with a huge smile on her face and within a minute, she has her shoes and socks kicked off and she’s in my arms on the couch.She tells me what happened that day.By the end of the weekend, I’ve heard everything that has happened to her over the last couple of weeks.

She just turned eight so we had her birthday weekend this weekend. We got pizza Friday night and watched movies. Saturday, I went to watch the fights at a friend’s house and she took her diary. She was so cute sitting there acting like she was taking notes. I glanced over at them and she was doodling. But, she was acting like she was making an entry of her thoughts. She conked out close to the last fight, so I had to move her. She woke up as I was carrying her. When she realized what was going on, she held onto me even tighter.

I took her shopping on Sunday and she bought clothes with the money friends and family had given her over the weekend. Plus, I bought her a twin doll set. She said that she wanted the twin set because of her friend Heather. My daughter always thinks of others.

When my aunt gave my daughter her Christmas present this year, she explained why my daughter didn’t get what her cousins did. They were given digital cameras. My daughter was given a Claire gift card. The first thing my daughter thought of was buying her cousins something when we went shopping.

I talked her out of it by the time we got to Claire’s, but her intentions were so good and pure. It’s that kind of thing that makes me fall in love with her over and over. When things don’t get to go her way, she looks down at the ground with her bottom lip stuck out at first. But, in no time at all she has found a positive side to it and there’s a smile on her face again.

I don’t tell her no often. I don’t have to tell her no all that often. What she wants is always something so simple and easy. She never asks for much. And it’s those little things that add up and make for one great kid.

I walked her home and felt my heart break every step of the way. Sometimes she could be in my arms and I’ll be missing her. As the end of the weekend winds down, it feels like every tic of the clock’s second hand is the pounding of a gavel. As I’m walking away, I feel I’m at a loss. Without her, I am nothing but a lonely man walking through this world. When I’m with her, I’m the most important person because I’m the proud father of the most beautiful little girl. And she’s actually there, right there with me. Too cute for words.

One moment after leaving her behind, I am completely crushed. Just a man. But, there is a promise. One day, I’ll be able to spend as much time with her as I want. Until then, I just have to take it day by day and try to capture each moment while these dark clouds pass by me.

Israel “Bruddah Iz” Kamakawiwo’ole (May 20, 1959 – June 26, 1997)

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