Dream:
We are sitting together at a dinner table. My father is present at the table holding onto my daughter, while he is eating. She is only but a few months old. I quickly pick up her and hold her so he can eat in peace. I hold onto her lovingly, as I stare into her eyes, the image slowly changes. I begin to see my father in her soulful eyes.
Suddenly, it hits me that I miss him dearly. Tears fill my eyes and I sob uncontrollably.
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I wake up crying, feeling sorry for myself. Sorry that I was not able to live up to his expectations.
~Lavender
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