Today should be the perfect day.
It’s my birthday, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and the trees carry tiny green blossoms.
Sure, it’s early in the morning.
Sure, I have to go to school and present my graduation essay to panel of serious looking people.
Sure, I’m nervous like never before.
But when I’m done, when it’s over I’m one big step closer to finally graduating. In fact 1/3 of the tasks I’m required to do before graduation will be accomplished. 1/3!!! Next up, written exams, oral exams and then I’m finished! Forever and ever and ever.
Today should be one of the happiest in my 18 little years.
If only my Daddy were still alive…
I need to see his crumpled “I woke up like this” face sitting across from me while I eat my breakfast because he insists on waking up with me.
I need him to ruffle my hair not caring I spent 3 hours styling it that way before I leave the house.
I need him to squeeze my hand in silent reassurance.
I need…. him.
The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and it’s my birthday.
Today could be a perfect day.
If only my Daddy hadn’t died.