A bit fed up of trying to figure out some numbers.
So here I am for a breather.
Recently I realised that I am still very much a daddy's girl.
Who do I call when I am feeling really troubled?
Good old daddy of course.
As I grow older, plus the fact that I am 13 hours flight away from him, there is not much help I can get from him really.
But it is just the automatic reaction to want to pour it out to him.
Its just the comfort of him listening to me.
Yes I am a daddy's girl. Always will run back to him.
I called him a few days ago and he was at the office and just hearing his voice made me feel better.
I wish I could be the little girl again, and him always there for me to cheer me up and sing to me 'its ok, its alright, its a good try....'
Its back to work. First day back at work from exams sucks...
2 comments:
don't forget to ask the Lord to give you strength and courage everyday PJ.
Miss ya lots. xxx
miss u heaps too. sorry that i havent had time to reply your e-mail. have been reli busy at work and also packing up stuff for the move tomorow. my arms are aching form carrying the boxes around my house and i haven't even moved yet. crazy...
xxx
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