Carys Comma

My Daughter,

It has been work to be a good father. Much of the time that you are awake, I hide. I don't know what to do with you. Then, tonight, I watched over you while your mother was away.

I was so frustrated with you. I was angry. God help me.

But, I don't think my anger came from your behavior. Yes, you were crying and screaming. But, you're not even a year old! How stupud to be angry about that.

Instead, I think I was frustrated with myself. I have no idea how to be a good father to you. I think I was frustrated because I was incapable of giving you what you needed. I was angry because of me, not you. I fall below the high standard of what a person as wondrous as you deserve.

I slipped in to see you as you slept tonight.

You're so beautiful and good.

Let nothing...

NOTHING

Let nothing I ever say convince you otherwise. Your life can outshine mine, even if all you do is smile.

I love you.

Let nothing...

NOTHING

Let nothing I ever say convince you otherwise.

It is hard work for me to be the father you deserve and I am more inclined to hide than actually work at it. Forgive me, my lovely girl, and be patient with me. I will get better as you touch me about love.


Love,
Dada