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Only a strong papa can be this cute. 💪🐥
Dressed up all fancy to visit my bakery/cafe/cabin *',°.☆▪¤,*
Once is chance. Twice is a coincidence. But three times? Well. I don't know what it is by then. Ever since my Papa passed away almost three years ago, I have wanted him back. I knew I couldn't have him back, but still I wished. The day I was born, Time after Time played on the radio in the waiting room, and ever since Papa called it my song and would play it for me constantly. My Papa passed before he could see me give my chapel talk, take my last bow on the Frierson Stage, or walk across the stage and receive my diploma. But he was there. And I'd like to tell you about it. Look. I don't know what's out there. I'm a 19 year old theatre major. To think I have the world and what comes after it figured out would be insane. But this all started about a month after he passed. On days I missed him or needed guidance or important days he was missing, the radio played my song. At first it was a coincidence. As a matter if fact, it stayed a coincidence until this past year. In December of last year, I was invited to be a Belle in the Cotton Ball. When I went to get my dress and I put on the perfect one for the second time that day, I heard the familiar tune. At this point it was a chance happening. Then it happened again when we got mom's dress. A coincidence, nothing more. March, before making a HUGE life decision two weeks before the anniversary of his passing, again. But this morning, this morning, it played not once, but three times. On three different stations. I don't know how, and I do not care. I have my Papa back right here by my side.
And 4 months old Daichi just today, already teething and looking as cute as ever!
One of the joys of being a dad is knowing that this smile is waiting for you back home. I miss my little boy and my precious fiancée ♡
Why is my papa so hungry for sex? -puffs his cheeks, shaking his head-