cellini's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's ok that she is this way, and I want to go home Last night was essentially a dress rehearsal of the local major theater company's production. My daughter, Ida, is apprenticing for props. As she exited, she was with a friend whom from school whom I recognized. A girl with braces. I turned around pretending to kill time, seeing in the reflective glass of the windows how she leaned in for a brief kiss. It is a relief and not a surprise that she is gay. I suppose that it is genetic, what with her mother. I knew before this, of course. But now I know for sure. On one hand, I don't have to worry about the usual things that the father of a popular daughter needs to worry about. On the other hand, there is a slightly reduced chance of having a daughter who will reproduce. I started having kids pretty young. I'm in my thirties. I accept my daughter as she is, and knew that this was what was coming for the last three years. And at the same time, I would like more babies. I wanted them anyway for the sake of wanting a baby to snuggle and take care of. But I also want more daughters who will have more babies. I love my daughter, however she chooses to live her life. And I also want more babies who will have more babies. I miss having babies around so much. I want a wife and a baby and a dog and a garden. I want to go home. I want to go home. 12:30 a.m. - 2018-03-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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