Fat Bottom Girl Said What

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Damage Control

I went to watch your daughter ride her horse last night
She said the last time she had seen you was at her graduation
That maybe she spoke five words to you

She is angry
She feels like you abandoned her
She doesn’t like your new wife
And it makes me glad
I was never put in that position

Not to say I told you so
However I tried to warn you
Years ago
But your need to run
Was greater than your devotion to your daughters

The whole thing breaks my heart
But there is nothing I can do about it
You shut me out of your life
Cast me off
Like dead weight
In your attempt to run faster
And farther
Away from your decisions
Instead of standing behind what you knew
In your heart was right

I hope some day
You realize what you are missing out on
And that you also try
To repair the damage that has been done
Because even though she might not need a lot
She will always need her daddy

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5 thoughts on “Damage Control

  1. Kira on said:

    I am glad that she has you as part of her life! And you are 100% right about what you wrote about him!!

  2. It’s good that she has this to look back on; and you to forward to in the years ahead.

  3. We live parallel lives on this one, Fat. I totally hear you.

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