I named my daughter after a flower. Knowing that one day she would be able to take root anywhere she went. Fodi is what she liked to be called. Dark hair that came just below her ear with a slight curl. Her eyes bright and curious. She didn’t like dirt so she never had a speck on her. She was unlike anything I had ever seen. An extension of my soul who looked different than me but was still me all the same. I love her and I know she loves me. I hope that we can spend more time together.
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