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Tonight, I was driving my girls home from their mom's place in Prescott. Kira got quiet for a minute and then asked, "Daddy, do you remember that one time when you pulled the car over on the freeway just to give me and Drea a hug?"
She was referring to a road trip from Phoenix to Salt Lake for thanksgiving in 2007. She had asked why her mom wasn't going with us, I didn't have a good answer, and she was too smart for the answers I was giving her. We were sad, and a hug was necessary and couldn't wait for the next rest stop... she was 3.
So tonight, again, I pulled the car over on the side of the freeway... to give my girls a hug. I couldn't drive anyway, for some reason I can't see well when Kira says things like that.
I don't know how she does that. Amazing. She truly is an angel, and I hope that someday in a moment when she needs it, that her memory serves her, and does to her heart what it did to mine tonight.
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Kira, when you read this, no matter where you are or where I am, no matter how much time has passed, the one thing I know is that you are in my heart and on my mind at this very second. You always are...


3 comments:
This post made me cry. What a sweet little girl, and what a sweet daddy.
Awwww... I hate those questions, too. Maybe someday we will all understand why things happen the way they do ;)
Wow. You sure do know how to make a girl tear up.
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