You know how Facebook has a like button? Right now, I'd like to have a dislike button. I'd stamp it on the forehead of my ex.
Breezy has loved her dad although he's only seen them 2 months in the last 10 years. The first year we moved back to the states, I gave her a little photo album with pictures of her dad and her. A couple years ago, she started scrapbooking those pictures only. Only the pictures of her and her dad. About 3 weeks ago, she took those scrapbook pages and tacked them on the walls around her bed. 6 pages of scrapbook pages.
She's still waiting for her dad to be the knight on a white horse who cares for her.
And this week, he blew it again. He called Sunday. Told her he couldn't remember if her birthday was the 12th (and had missed it) or if it was the 27th (which it is). I thought it broke her heart.
Tonight, I said something about calling her dad for Father's Day and she said "maybe I should call him a day late." Maybe he'd get it. Or better yet, she is at the point she'd like to forget. Because if she forgets she can't be hurt again and again and again. And the knight on a white horse fades.
My heart breaks for her. She wouldn't sit with me and let me pray for her. And even now, I think that she is in the shower crying so no one will see.
God please bring healing to my baby.