Derica could still sense her Daddy’s touch from that morning. He would be gone for the night – away on a short business trip, but back tomorrow evening.
It would be merely a day apart, but to her it would feel like an eternity of separation from him. Though her fingers tried vigorously to do what her Daddy’s hands did without any need for effort, it only made her miss him more.
Then she recalled what her Daddy said to her before he left that morning. He said the same sweet words he always said before these business trips he took. But she never tired of hearing his timbre whispering in her ear because she knew when she needed to hear his voice again, all she had to do was listen to his echoes in her heart:
“Princess, when you miss me the most, it’s because my heart is aching to be with you again. And when you long for my touch, it’s because my hands need to feel you. And when you close your eyes, place your hands where you want to feel me the most. But don’t remember what the last touch felt like. Remember what the next one will feel like. And in your exhale, I’ll be there.”
She closed her eyes, placed her hand on her center and breathed. From her core, came the tremor for tomorrow’s memory.
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