Daddy's girl

Who knows
when or
where
it will strike.
I am afraid
of Life.
Death is okay;
it will strike
only once.
- Gulzar "Death"

February 24, 2006
Today would have been Mom and Dad's 28th wedding anniversary.

Called Mom this morning and this was how it went:
Mom: I was thinking you'd call.
Me: Yeah, I thought you might be expecting my call.

That's all she or I could say. It's been 15 months since he passed away, but it doesn't seem to hurt any less. I miss you Papa.

This morning I remembered this incident from when I was about 10 or so. It was around the time my grandfather passed away and we had lots of relatives at our house, many of whom I had never met before. One of grandpa's cousins came to me and asked me "Whose daughter are you?" (My dad was one of 7 siblings and he meant to ask whose child was I). Instinctively, I said "Daddy's!!" (assuming he was asking me if I was Daddy's girl or Mommy's girl)

Daddy, I will always be your little girl.

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