The worst thing about divorce is not being able to be with my daughter every night.  I miss her.  She’s 13 and she’s (still) wonderful.

The other night, I received the following text from her, at about 10:40 pm.  Her dad was asleep in his easy chair and she was still up.  It read:

“Thank you for everything you have ever done and will ever do for me mommy.  I love you and I hope you had a good night.  I miss you.  Sleep well.”

That’s why I miss her.