Written By Jenni Bailey
I love you, Daddy, and always will. You can deny me as being your daughter as many times as you’d like, but I’m still here. When I was born, being your daughter, was rich, full of love, and no question, I was yours forever. Getting older, you slowly let me go, even when I was still there. I’d wish I was still smaller than your hand, so you’d have to hold it. If that’s not sad, I don’t know what is! Being your Daughter started to become depressing, lonely, and most of all, it came with a hefty price! Knowing I was born with Cerebral Palsy, which is demanding enough, you couldn’t help, but put your demands on me as well. Many times, I put my safety ahead of your demands, because you ignored the fact I have Cerebral Palsy. Being your daughter, I was less than…less than human, I was your puppet, all because you were scared. Scared turned into ignorance, ignorance turned into selfishness. I wanted to be your daughter, not your puppet. I wanted you, not a ventriloquist!