Happy Music Tuesday! When I was newly detached from my girls, it was desperately important that I reminded them everyday how much they meant to me (and still do!) At 5 & 7, it was difficult enough having to look them in the eye when the day came. The day we had to sit them down and tell them I wasnt going to take them to school, read to them, have bath time, or tuck them in everyday. At 16 & 14, I think they are cool with the bath time thing. LOL Its weird to think that coming up in just a few months, it has been a solid decade since I was there on the daily for my girls. From the time I got married, I didnt want to be anything else, unfortunately to the exclusion of all else, but the best Daddy I could be. As the months passed, I wouldnt say it got easier, but I tried to make it easier for them. I moved into an apartment, on my own, for the first time in my life. Having that new divorce smell, I didnt have anything to put in the apartment. A floral print sleeper sofa, two end tables, a couple barstools, a bed and a TV. That was pretty much it. Oh, and I forgot to mention: I was fresh off knee surgery. On crutches. By myself. My first day in my apartment, my mom had helped move my stuff in for me. My brother, dad and uncle had come over to lend a hand to put everything in place. Then they left. The next day, I went to pick up my girls. It was the first time they had seen me since my knee surgery. I had been recovering at my parents house the past week, missing visitation. So I was excited to show them where Daddy would be living. It had a pool, and a fishing pond, so they were pretty excited, too! When we got there, I could see the look of worry on their faces. Here was their Daddy. Their idol and hero. A one bedroom apartment. Broken on crutches. Couldnt carry them. In a house with barely a stitch of furniture. Hardly any food in the house. My 5 year old - trying to be upbeat - plopped on the couch and asked, So what do we do now? I burst into tears. For months Id held it back from them. My two daughters immediately started crying. Ill bet we cried and held each other for a good 30 minutes. Afterward I apologized, and told them that I didnt know how, or when, but I promise I would make a better life for us. After we all calmed down, my little 5 year old strawberry blonde quietly responded: Daddy, I meant what movie are we going to watch? Mommy pack-ded a bunch of our movies so we could watch TV. Its OK Daddy, you can pick first. So we picked one. This one. The scene where Caractacus Potts is feeling a bit down, looks up at his kids while making breakfast for them and sings about the reason hes here in the first place: Caractacus: But, I couldnt do more Than you do for your poor Father. (Kids: Daddy!) Things go asunder and I wonder why you bother. All: Could be, we three get along so famously cause Kids: we two have you, Caractacus: and I have You Two All: Too! Dear Lord, Thank You for this Day. Thank You for my Life. Amen. https://youtube/watch?v=RBJGpNTP_lY
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 21:10:16 +0000
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