my friend just lost her pop.
been a long time coming.
she's been the care giver.
she's been right there for the mess, the stress
and the fear...
and she was there when he died.
no one could have been a more loving or caring daughter.
that's a big sentence to write out for me.
i have a ton of father daughter baggage.
so just writing that sentence brings tears to my eyes.
and i don't know how to explain it....but it's my offering
cause i know how much that mattered to me.
to be the best daughter you could be to your father....
and i know how hard it is.
and she did it.
with grace and beauty and love, she did it.
may her pop rest in peace.
and may she turn back to her life believing in her beauty.
my heart is with you, mary.