The Day is Here:

The  day is here ,I have to be very strong. As i stand by my daughter and bury her father, but he wasn't just that, he was my first everything. I do mean everything. The one I first kissed .Went to a drive-in movie with. Gave everything I had to give to. In the back of his Chevy. The man I eventually married. The one I had my first child with, the man that taught me how one-sided love could be. The man I divorced but peacefully, the one that in time made me cry the most tears. But today I will look at my daughter and remember fonder things .I will remember him holding her for the first time and being proud of his first born. That is until the sons came  through the second wife
                                 
                                   
When I look at my daughter I will see him holding her for the first time, how proud he was of his firstborn. I will see the hurt in her as when father chose to love sons more than her. Should there be such discrimination ? Why not just love all your children they are the branches of your soul ! The young woman who cannot today or ever have the love of her father, never to make things correct .Never to hear I love you as much as the boys. Well time and 20 some odd years have left a lot of emotional hurt on her. The young woman that probably cried herself to sleep last night. My Lisa, always. From the first day until now loved & cherished.....mom: