Short Stories

Daughters Are Angels In Disguise

I have a daughter and she’s the greatest thing that ever happened to me. She gives me a good excuse to watch cartoons. – Mike Dirnt 

I’m an accountant. Needless to say, my words a measured, and my time is calculated. That’s often the end of the story—case and point.

But beneath every little keystroke, every foot tap and every swivel in my cube beats a heart that yearns to punch with fury, dance across an endless stage and spin so fast a move through time. Admittedly, I’m a grown up body with chained up child’s mind.

That’s why I love my daughter. She is, without question, the most unbelievable person in my life. Each word she says is a morsel void of reservation and lush with cadence. Her thoughts are melodies that tiptoe every curiosity I wish my life still had time to explore.

But I’m lucky—because through her I am able to surf the waves of far off beaches, dive into the majesty and feverish action of fantasy movies, stop and smell the roses, and bask in a whole garden of wistful thoughts that ponder the unlimited nature of the universe far beyond our blue skies simply because my mind’s eye stumbled on a questions I couldn’t answer.

This is all because of her. She keeps me young. I’ll do everything in my power to keep her that way forever.

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