I miss my father. No, he hasn't died. We're just not as close anymore. Saying that makes me sad is an understatement. But then there is the father of my children. And he truly is an amazing dad. So when I focus on that I'm not so sad anymore. He plays with them. He takes over when I've had a long day. He makes time for them. I can't imagine him pulling away from his kids. He will always want to be a part of their lives. Yep. The father of my children brings me joy!
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