A FATHERS LOVE 1

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How far does a father’s love go? I’ve heard sayings about how a father’s love moves mountains and is clearer than any blue sky.. 

. . . . 

But is there ever a limit? I mean, how far until you have to let fate play out..?

My father has always told me he would die for me, that he would travel the seas to get to me if I were ever in trouble, and it only confirms what others say about a father. 

There is nothing comparable to a father’s love. And honestly, I believed it and I always have. My father has always been with me, from the moment my mother passed away from embolism on her labor bed as I was crying with the umbilical cord still attached to my navel, and my dad held me in his big warm arms captivated by my grey baby eyes, that were wide with everything innocent and wonder.

My father usually tells me this story and he constantly tells me that before he knew my mother passed away and while he was holding me, he felt this hand on his, and he thought it was my moms, he felt like the time had stopped and I was like an angel in his arms, and before he knew it there were tears streaming down his eyes, and he knew that his life was going to change forever. 

On that day, everyday, he has always expressed to me his love. 

And I love my father, I always will. 

But… What happens when a father travels the seas and ends up on the wrong side of the land?

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