Verity, my little girl

The person who was and is at the centre of my life is my daughter, Verity. My friend, Stuart, could not understand why I grieved for her still, after all she had done.

But he does not have a daughter, he has sons; there is a special bond between a Dad and a daughter that can never be replicated, ever.

Of course I am furious with her, of course I am angry but that bond between the two of us was formed the very moment that she looked into my eyes, just a few minutes after she was born and I looked into hers; that bond between a little girl and her Daddy cannot be broken. I have tried so hard to put her out of my mind because of what she has done but I have failed dismally.

So, I am tormented for the rest of my life and there is not a damn thing that I can do about it.

Published by David Hender (copyright owner- all rights reserved)

If you want to know me, you first need to understand where I have been and where I am going

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