My Daddy’s Heart is Broken

August 11th, 2010

My daddy’s heart is broken. And from my great experience of 2.5 years, I know my daddy has a big heart. It must hurt a lot. Daddy is in India. He was speaking to a group of about 250 people early yesterday morning. There was loud and wonderful singing (says Daddy) and daddy spoke.

My daddy is India trying to make the world a better place…he says. What do I know? The world is pretty cool for me right now as it is. There’s my DVDs, my blankie, my mommy and the bottle for my juice. What else could a girl want? Except for maybe my daddy being home. [...]