Sunday, June 19, 2011

Father's Day

Today I baked my dad's favorite cake. Cooked him dinner. Bought him a card.

It was nice.

I feel guilty. Because Gemma will never have a Dad to buy a card for. Or bake or cook for.

Maybe a step dad.

But that's not the same.

I wish I could say I love her as much and any mom and dad put together, but I can only love her like a mother does.

Which is a lot...but.


I'm just emotional I guess.

Hi by the way.