To Be Loved

My daughter just left the house to go see her friend visiting from Britain. She let me sleep in this morning, but came in my room before she left. As she sat on the edge of my bed, I’ve never seen her look happier. Her aura was beaming brighter than the sunlight pouring through the windows.

When I left her father, 5 years ago, she came with me.

I didn’t want her to grow up and believe that what she saw was a normal marriage. That what we displayed was what love looked like. I’ve been in love twice in the past five years, and she has seen every stage of it. She has seen what true love looks like, and I saw the beginnings of it in her this morning.

My daughter is wise beyond her years. She sent me the post for Build a Man, so she knows what to look for. Today, what she found, she gets to feel.

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I would like to thank the woman I was five years ago.

Thanks to that woman, we know how to love and, to be loved.

 

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