Au Revoir, Papa!

I love my daughter. She lives far away with her mother and we skype once a week. I don't know if I love it or hate it. It stings. But she is happy. That makes me happy too. Sometimes, I want to cry. Afterwards I sit and stay still. Thinking. Savouring.

She doesn't speak much. She just knows a few words. This week she has learned to kiss, her mother informs me. She kisses the skype screen and says "au revoir, papa".

Goodnight, my angel.
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36-40, M
May 20, 2012