Blog Post #2

Growing Up Like I Did I Always Knew I had two amazing guys that I called daddy. my real dad Kenneth died when i was really young so i did-int get to spend to much time with him but i cherish ever single memory i have with him. my daddy was a truck driver he drove all across the country and till we had to start school we went with him. I can remember sitting in his lap on the long drives to some new exciting place, playing on the CB radio with my cousin and god sister angel. after my dad died i felt like no man could ever come into my life and have me love him as much as i loved daddy ken. but Winston came into our lives at a time when we really all needed him. he was more or less our saving grace, and even with being as young as he was he still managed to help raise up the best way that he knew how to. of course like any father he worked all the time and sometimes the only time i would see him is when i was heading out for school and he was coming  in from work. over the years it has taken alot for me to not want to be that daddies girl and just go to him with all my problems and have him fix them for me. and no matter what ive done wrong and all the hell ive given both him and my mom over the years i can still call him and he will talk to me and tell me that he loves me and to keep my head up cause things will eventually get better i just have to push threw the bad times. I wanted to take some time out of the day and tell him thank you cause he went and raised 2 children that was not his and did a damn good job at it.  he has cared for us and taught us how to act and how to be. he never once treated us like we weren’t his and he  is in fact one of the greatest men in my whole life simple cause i know i can go to him and call him daddy. every little girl has that one perfect person in their life their knight in shinning armor and i was lucky enough to have 2 of them both of my daddies