For nights he has been invading my dreams. Sometimes appearing to drag me back to my younger years, other times making me feel like it is only yesterday. Always I am awakened with my heart racing, wondering why. Will I ever be able to forgive him for leaving, after all these years? In the darkness of my bedroom I can wake up and turn over, and eventually he disappears again. In my heart he will always exist and have a connection to me, a haunting stain always reminding me that he is my father.
mgirl, whose full catalog is here, loves to read and write, and does both in Canada.