Growing up, I never really had an opportunity to bond with my father, or ever be a Daddy’s girl, because my parents divorced when I was six years old. At first, I saw my dad on a weekly basis. But as time went on, that lessened to a bi-weekly basis. By the time I was ten, I was only seeing my dad every few months. Once we moved about fifty miles away from Philadelphia, I saw him every few years. In fact, I went four years without seeing him, and three years without any type of communication with him. Not that there was lack of effort on my part… I called a few times a month and wrote letters every week, but my attempts at correspondence and communication went unanswered.
I’m so grateful to have found such a wonderful man, a wonderful husband, who is now a wonderful father for our children. Alyssa basks in having such a doting father, one her loves her dearly and one who, sadly enough, is wrapped around her little finger quite a few times.
Here’s to my daddy’s girl, and her wonderful father. I love you both!
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My name is Jenn, and I'm 27 years old. I'm happily married to my best friend and soulmate, Daniel. Together we have a six year old daughter named 
Name: Alyssa
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