singing along to 80's headbangers. waiting for you to get home. nights of "free willy" and pb&j sandwiches. grocery shopping, kicking my legs against the cart and giggling when you sped forward. watching your face fade away, sadness, and then returning home into your arms.
my dad, my hero.
holding me in your lap when i cry. teasing me until i finally tease you back. words of wisdom and car seat conversations with the moon ahead of us. clean laundry and cologne and hay in the summer, a smell that is appa.
always your little girl.
