On 12 November 1986 I laid eyes on my first love.
On 1 March 1986, nine months earlier I had been at his wedding. I was nothing more than the size of a peanut; just starting to grow the fingers that I would wrap around his, and the lips that would kiss him so lovingly for the next 25 years were just beginning to take shape.
From that first moment that I saw him, the moment that he became a daddy, and I his princess; I knew love.
On 3 March 2012 I saw a rainbow outside my bedroom door. That rainbow came back every day for a week. As I needed them less, they became less frequent. But if ever I need a rainbow I know I will see one. I know that he will send me one.
On 3 March 2012 I named his star. How would he find his way to our rendezvous point if it wasn't officially named yet? Watch out for shooting stars I told all my friends, he's on his way to Rendezvous 2200. I woke on the morning of 4 March 2012 to BBC news reports of an asteroid spotted over the skies of England through the night.
On 9 August 2012 I received an unexpected call from Office Angels; they had found my CV online and had arranged an interview for me to attend the next day, the closest London underground station is Angel. On 16 August 2012 I began my new job.
All coincidences you might say, but I believe them to be more. On 2 March 2012 I held his hand and through my tears I made sure that I told him I love him; I wanted it to be the last thing he heard, I wanted it to be the last thing I said to him. I love my daddy with all of my heart; he is my first love, he is my hero, he is my role model, he is everything to me. On 2 March 2012 I knew loss.
He is in my thoughts at all times. I feel his presence around me. I still talk to him, and in his special new ways he talks back. Thanks to him I know love, and I know faith and miracles.
