November 7, 2008

Daddy, Hold Me

One of my abie friends called me up and needed Daddy to hold them. We don’t see each other much and I knew he needed me s I told him to come right over. Within the hour he was knocking at my door. He was in tears almost. I asked him what happened but he just started sucking his thumb. I knew it was best not to press the issue. I walked him back to Daddy’s room and held him tightly as we fell asleep. When morning came I changed him, and he thanked me, and said we would go and do something soon. I still don’t know what was troubling him, but it breaks my heart to see my friends so sad. Daddy Paul