An open, running letter to Jolie; my daughter.

The purpose of these letters is for Jolie to read when she gets old enough. Right now I do not get to see her or talk to her. This is a poor substitute for that but it is all I have got at the moment. Read it, leave a comment if you like, and subscribe or leave an email address if you'd like to get my letters to my daughter in your email inbox. Thanks for visiting my page, and God bless you :D

Sunday, May 8, 2011

My first post.

This blog is going to be an open, running letter to my daughter. Before I begin some explaining is in order. I was married once (only once) to a woman that I was very much in love with. Never mind how much I loved her or the details of that relationship right now; there is no doubt in my mind  these facts will come out later in this blog. Right now I am just trying to find my feet.
 The reason why I am starting this blog is because Father's Day is coming up and that will be the first anniversary of the last time I saw her beautiful face. So I am coming up on a year, a whole year that I have been (illegally) denied access to my child.
 You might ask why is that? The answer will come out soon enough. Right now I just want to use this forum to express what I am not allowed to tell my daughter, Jolie. I am just going to try to start simple, keep it simple, and somewhere along the way I hope to find answers. Right now she is three; on November 7th she will be four. At this writing I am 41 yrs. young and growing.
So here goes: I am going to start this the only way I know how.




Jolie, I love you. More than anything, even my own life. Not being able to see you, play with you, or hear your voice say 'Daddy' is a pain that makes me lose my mind sometimes. Yet I know I must never give up, and I never will. You are worth it. You are my child; my daughter, and I will never let you go, I will never let you fade away. I was standing there in the hospital room when your mother birthed you; I cut the umbilical cord that attached you to her. So that made you mine in my eyes.
We were like peas and carrots; no one could come between us. Yet now I am reduced to writing you a love note. I can still see in my mind's eye how you were dependent and helpless. You made me feel like a giant. I loved that feeling. You were the most important person in my life then and you still are now.I kept a journal but it got ruined. I hope cyberspace is around long enough for you to read these notes. I am going to stop here, for now. I think its enough for the moment.
I love you.
Daddy
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  1. UnknownMay 8, 2011 at 6:59 AM

    Grover,

    I think the blog is a wonderful idea as it is a great way for you to be able to express yourself. One day Jolie when she can understand, she will read it. I am sorry to hear that she has been taken from you. A father should never be denied access to his child.

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  2. DaddyMay 8, 2011 at 9:19 AM

    Thank you for posting; Support is what I need right now, this is very difficult to deal with and I hope I can learn to make a change in the situation.

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