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

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

My footing is solid.

Jolie,
The fact that I have been lied to again concerning you and your whereabouts does not deter me. In fact, it only has once again served to harden my resolve to rescue you even more. Your welfare is my concern and your mothers' using you as a pawn in her game to jerk me around is not something I am surprised by. I just know that it was like this from the beginning and nothing has changed regarding that. So here I am again, praying day and night as ever I am told to do, thanking God for you and above all else remembering to be grateful that you came into my life. I am not worried about what will happen in the future. I have seen it already. I have a promise from Him, and I am holding on to it. I can't be sad, why should I be? Just because you are not here? I admit, it does hurt me when I am lied to by your mother, but I will not let that dictate my reality. I did that before and it made me miserable. I was left alone by her and it set me on fire with anger and bewilderment. Now I know I was looking at life all wrong. What you are worth is way more than the energy I spent feeling sorry for myself during the fallout of that failed relationship.
So now I am still planning our future, just biding my time and  knowing in my heart what you are feeling. It is the same thing I feel at times. I'm not happy that you don't understand why I am not with you when you remember me and wonder where I am: those moments hurt immensely and it is at these times I waver. Yet I steel myself, pray, and regain my footing. I always, always see your face in my mind's eye and say the same thing to you every time; you're my firework. I'm just waiting on Independence day.
I love you Jolie.
Daddy