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  • To all the Fathers out there...


    Take heed;

    For what she knows now is greater than ever before.

    For what she feels when 'that boy' or 'that girl' looks at her 'that way' is more powerful than tectonic plates colliding beneath the deep blue sea.

    That feeling when she tells her how special and precious she is to this world.

    When he tells her he loves her.

    Where were you?
    Where were you when he made her cry?
    When she doesn't show up?
    When she doesn't call?
    When He does the most despicable thing that one man could Ever do to YOUR 'LITTLE GIRL?'

    Where were you?

    Do you remember her first word?
    Her first waddle?
    Her first photograph?
    Yes you do.
    But do you remember when she first Needed you?
    When she cried her first tear over you.
    When she prayed for God to take her away from 'these people'?
    These people that had no time for anything but her performance,
    Her show.
    The people who told her she was nothing but a talented muse.
    A performing doll.

    Do you remember when she danced with you for the first time?
    When she opened her heart to you?
    When she told you how she missed you at night when she was still your 'little girl'.

    Did you see her grow up?

    Do you know how deeply she cries every time someone breaks her heart,
    When someone lets her down.
    Because she needed you.
    She Needs YOU.

    No boys.
    No girls.
    Just you.

    Just... you.


    Photo: My friend Rhea, Muizenberg. South Africa. 2014
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