What came next could have destroyed me, if I let it.
I never know what fatherhood surprises are lurking around the corner.
Some moments she’s my little princess. Other moments she’s the evil queen.
I know that every cent spent is a minute earned burned, but she doesn’t.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.
To quote Out For Justice, maybe it’s mood swings, maybe it’s hormones, maybe it’s the need to impose her will. Whatever it is, this little princess is turning three shades of raging.