Ok I having been trying to go to sleep now for over an hour, but I can't sleep. Too many thoughts running through my head so maybe if i get them out and put them here i will be able to sleep. Tonight my mind wonders back when I was growing up, all the times that my dad has made an impact in my life. I remember being a fat little clumsy girl that got made fun of and I cried, but daddy said that it would be ok, so I just knew that it would be ok, why, because my daddy said so. I remember being to scared to cross a covert crossing a really big scary ditch, and daddy just come by and picked me and my sister up and carried us across lick superman , we wasn't scared he would drop us, why, because that was our daddy. I remember not being able to catch a football and not wanting to catch it either, but daddy wouldn't have that noway, he told me i wasn't no different then the other two kids and I wasn't leaving until I caught it, I remember being so mad at him for it but when i caught that ball i knew then why he made me stay and practice. I remember not doing well on my spelling test and that was just unacceptable for daddy, oh no he didnot have that, me and him studied until I knew it and then next test I aced.That was my daddy , he knew what I could do and did not expect any less. I remember being so nervous when it come time to take my driving test that I backed out, as you would suspect that didn't get it with daddy he took me up there the next day and insisted that i was ready, thats all I needed to hear I guess, because then I was ready and I took it and I passed it, why, because my daddy said I would.I remember my daddy preaching to us kids about family and sticking together, and it really got anoying when you just get done getting the shit beat out of you by your older sister, but , he preached it and I guess we listened because we have all ways been tight. I remember not thinking that i would be smart enough to be able to graduate early so that i could graduate with my sister , but he was right again I graduated with her.why, because daddy said I could. I remember trying to birth my first child which is now his name sake, it hurt so bad and i was so scared , I truely beleived I didn't have the strengh to stand it any longer and when they said they had to cut her out, I almost lost it, but daddy was there to tell me that everything will be ok, and I knew then that me and the baby would be fine, why , you guessed it, daddy. I remember when I was in the hospital at Saint Louis, who was there for me, daddy. I remember, being so scared , all the doctors, all the blood , I couldn't breath , I didn't know any of them doctors rushing in , I felt so alone and scared, But then my daddy stepped through the door and I saw him even though he looked terrified, I knew that I was going to be ok and I wasn't alone, even when the doctors rushed him out of the room , I truely beleive that just them couple of seconds was all I needed, because then I was able to tell them that I couldn't breath on my back that I felt like I was drowning in blood and they rolled me over , I started taking in air then , but I could talk until I seen my daddy in that door and I told that nurse to please let my dad stay, she didn't but that is what helped me get the strengh to communicate with the doctors. Now I don't think I have told anybody this well at least not in such detail, but for some reason I couldn't sleep until I give my dad his props. We are feuding at the moment and thats all it is is a moment because it never last long. We are both too bull headed to admit when we are wrong so we will probably stay mad for a while. This is not an attempt to make up its just simple what it is, giving credit where credit is due..........
