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.