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Not so much the 'little' princess anymore. All grown up at 25, I always thought I'd be a lot more grown up, maybe even have some grown ups of my own, when I had to face the prospect of losing my daddy.
03 March 2012
On his first day of testing out his new magic powers he sent me a shooting star.
04 March 2012
Every day since I have seen a rainbow. For the first few days it appeared on the carpet outside my bedroom, reflecting off a nearby mirror.
I began to fear the day I didn't see one. It isn't that he hasn't sent you one, its just that you didn't see it that day, my friend told me. And I think she was right. Every day in some way I see a rainbow. When I visited him at rest on 08 March 2012 I saw a rainbow shining in the sky above him. As my brother and I attempted to assemble a wardrobe for the first time without him, he was outside the window. If I don't see him myself, my friends make sure to tell me of their sightings. Even a friend in Australia found him travelling the world; and in the background of another friends photo in Honduras.
I never see rainbows, the boyfriend told me. Well, of course not, he's with me. In spitalfields market with him; a rainbow of balloons. Shining over his apartment; a rainbow following a storm. And by sheer accident watching the marathon together on Sunday, daddy came along to cheer with us with a rainbow charity and rainbow of balloons exactly opposite us.
My rainbow is with me every day in his own unique ways. I love him with all my heart. If only rainbows weren't so out of reach. I love you daddy.
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