When we grow old

I will still be His lap, needing hugs and lots of love and attention. He will still be tickling me. I’m sure I’ll still be a brat. I will always be His, even as we grow old. I love my life. I get so excited at the thought of when we will be together everyday. But I’m patient. We do our lives each day, get closer and closer. That means so much to me. Daddy is the best in the world, He’s become much busier and still makes sure our time together is often. It really isn’t all about sex.  He has time for all our kids too. Can life get any better???

I’m expecting life to say, “Challenge accepted”.


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