Emerald ring (gift from Daddy)
I fancy this was my first word as a toddler~Daddy! I love
how the two syllables sound like music to my ears- a minim and then a
semibreve. Growing up in a boarding school, I never got the chance to use it
much. However, every Saturday afternoon I would sit down to write a letter. It
reads Dear Daddy…
Every autumn I received postcards from various parts of
Europe- Germany, Austria, Switzerland and France. The countries were different
and the historic landmarks were different but one thing never changed- with
black pilot pen in perfect curvy handwriting signed, Your loving Daddy…
When home, I called out Daddy for help, Daddy for comfort
and Daddy for love. But I also yelled and screamed at Daddy.
Today, I would give anything to get even a fleeting glimpse
of the only man I will always love, to receive a postcard signed with black
pilot pen in perfect curvy handwriting or just hear an answer when I call out the
word~Daddy!
…
EC
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