- Nov 10, 2003
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Hey guys! Its been some time since I've done more then just lurk here, eh? A lot of things have changed since Melinda and I have started going out. I no longer live with my parents. I have something more important to spend my time on then video games and the internet. I'm planning on getting married in Mexico... And I've got a lot more responsibilities then I've ever had. Most of these responsibilities are associated with Melinda's almost-eight-years-old daughter. Her real father, from what I know at least, seems like a pretty big loser. As far as I'm concerned, she's better off without him in her life. Even so, until I came around, she didn't really have a father figure. Not that I'm much of a father figure. Hell, a year ago I spent most of my time in my room either masturbating or playing video games. But I try. Really hard. Sometimes I feel like I do a pretty good job. Other times I'm sure that my performance is damn lousy.
Anyway, father's day was never really a big deal for me, I'd usually pick up a card for my father because my mom would remind me to. And if she didn't, then I would forget, and so would my father. No big deal. But today, Sophia (Melinda's daughter) woke us up at like 7:30 in the morning with a piece of folded green construction paper, and a ball of toilet paper. She handed them to me and said "Happy father's day!". Yeah. That felt weird. Weird but good. It gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling inside that I've never had before. It was like she was saying, "Hey, you're doing alright!" I wonder how early she got up to make these things for me. The construction paper was a home made card that read on the outside "Happy Father's day!!!" and "You are the best!!!". On the inside it read "To: Mike, From: Sophia". On the opposite side, "I Love you." She also drew a picture of my Xbox 360, and the two of us standing over what appears to be a small pool of water with some fish in it. And the ball of toilet paper? It was her way of wrapping my present. A small black stone painted to look like a lady bug.
Melinda scooted her back to her room, and put her back into her bed. We laid in bed for a while, Melinda fell asleep pretty quickly, but I didn't. I couldn't stop thinking about what may have been the best present I'd ever received...
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Just needed to let that out. If you're still reading, thanks.
Anyway, father's day was never really a big deal for me, I'd usually pick up a card for my father because my mom would remind me to. And if she didn't, then I would forget, and so would my father. No big deal. But today, Sophia (Melinda's daughter) woke us up at like 7:30 in the morning with a piece of folded green construction paper, and a ball of toilet paper. She handed them to me and said "Happy father's day!". Yeah. That felt weird. Weird but good. It gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling inside that I've never had before. It was like she was saying, "Hey, you're doing alright!" I wonder how early she got up to make these things for me. The construction paper was a home made card that read on the outside "Happy Father's day!!!" and "You are the best!!!". On the inside it read "To: Mike, From: Sophia". On the opposite side, "I Love you." She also drew a picture of my Xbox 360, and the two of us standing over what appears to be a small pool of water with some fish in it. And the ball of toilet paper? It was her way of wrapping my present. A small black stone painted to look like a lady bug.
Melinda scooted her back to her room, and put her back into her bed. We laid in bed for a while, Melinda fell asleep pretty quickly, but I didn't. I couldn't stop thinking about what may have been the best present I'd ever received...
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Just needed to let that out. If you're still reading, thanks.
