Daddy's Little Girl

my dad and i started a puzzle last night...at like midnight. haha we're slightly crazy. =]
and we got pretty far. and he started talking. about moving. about cleaning/organizing things. and suddenly he was saying stuff out of nowhere to the effect of my mom getting remarried. it took me a second to realize that was saying he's expecting to die. like soon. i almost lost it. but i didnt want to for some reason. i just felt too shocked to cry, to react at all. and then it was suddenly almost 2am and i had to get up early, so i got ready to go upstairs. then he said he wanted to pray with me. so he held me and he prayed. and when he started to cry, i cried too. but not really. its hard to explain what i felt. i felt like i needed, wanted to cry. but not in front of him. he seems so weak and struggling. i feel like i need to be there for him. so i sat in my room for a while and just cried and prayed, crying out to God in my anguish for my daddy. i felt like i needed someone to just hold me. its at times like these, that i wish i had a boyfriend. ((half joking folks)).

but this daddy's little girl needs to put her trust into her Father more often.