Happy Father's Day to all the true Father's out there, especially those left out Daddies who can only carry their Babies in their Hearts <3
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| ~<3 Daddy's Girl <3~ |
It was a long and rough buildup to Father's Day accompanied by anger, disgust, and chaotic frustration. His Girl was unfairly robbed from him. The day is finally here and it is calm and somber, with a touch of sweetness because this day just would not be without our Sweet and Dear Vylette.
i think its really hard in general to find the best way to give a gift/celebrate Father's Day, but I can't express how hard it is trying to find a way to celebrate Father's Day for an Angel Daddy. Men often internalize their feelings, especially Grief and Heartbreak. The best way to approach it, at least I thought, was to prepare all his favorite foods ( Home made by me &Vylette's Grandma, of COURSE!)
and let him know i honor him as Vylette's Dada.
On Tonight's SOUTHERN STYLE ANGEL DADDY DAY MENU:
*Fresh Brewed Homemade Sweet Tea
*Biscuits n Peppered Sausage Gravy Casserole smothered in Extra Sharp Cheddar Cheese
(Grandma was forced to make the sausage gravy part cuz I'm Vegan and don't touch meat!)
*Grandma's Chicken Nuggets and fries
& for Desert
Heart Shaped Warm Marble Pound Cake/ Rocky Road ice cream sammiches topped with Cool Whip and Ranibow Sprinkles.
HE LOVED IT, and soon after passed out ;p
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| Home Made Sweet Tea (first time making it!) |
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| Biscuits n Gravy Casserole! (The Ultimate form of Biscuits n Gravy!) |
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| This Angel Father's way of celebrating Father's Day. A Good Meal and a Good Cry. His Daughter's Love will always be nearby. |
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| Half a Moon in a Fluffy sky full of Cotton Candy Pink - for being a Half of Daddy and a Half of Mommy. ~Love <3 Vylette~ |
Lots of Love to you Jerry. i wish she was here and i wish i could watch you be Her Daddy<3
today she would run up to daddy and give his belly raspberries or at least id do it and make her laugh... i walk around the house and feel/ see her in my mind running around giggling, tugging at our legs while we hug. running up to Dada and pulling his hair and running away.. playing with my yarn, looking at my hair flowers.. miss my Lil' Mommy.
