She had always been a girl who knew how to dream. But she had never known how to get beyond her fears to reach her dreams … until she met the man who would become her Daddy.
And without much ado, her insecurities of rejection, judgment, ridicule and immaturity melted away from her little soul, leaving her with no excuse to not pursue the wishes of her little heart.
Some called it a fetish. She called it a passion. Some called it obsession. She called it purpose. And all along the way, her Daddy kept telling her: “BabyGirl, you need to concentrate on being you.”
There relationship was inclusive of everything, from the yittlest moments to the more adult ones and every blessed second in between.
But on the day that she confessed to him that she wanted to feel the love of a Mommy, her little heart felt new fear. And suddenly, trepidation controlled her wishes.
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Her Daddy returned home from work on that Monday and walked out to the back patio. He was a little trepidated himself since he handed his BabyGirl’s mommy his credit card for anything that might be needed that day. His fear came from the fact that it was a Monday after a big holiday and he knew there were major sales happening at the local mall.
But as he found out, they didn’t do any shopping, nor did they leave the house that day. Instead, his BabyGirl had spent the day being played with, fed, bathed and smothered with a maternal love that she had dreamt of feeling all her life.
He looked down at his BabyGirl, lying in the gated play area and assuming the position for a diaper change. Her Mommy turned to him and said:
“She was a very good little girl for me today. And I am happy to report that when you told her to be herself, she took that to heart. Today, she was happy little baby and she loves you for allowing to be who she has always wanted to be.”
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The only difference between a dream and a memory is that one speaks of where you want to go and the other speaks of where you’ve been. And all you have to do to get there, you will learn when you spend a little time being you.
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