"mommy! daddy day?" Layla asks confused. Layla was my 2 year old daughter well she turned 3 in less than a month how scary. "no baby not todays its only Wednesday daddy day is Thursday" I smile kissing her cheek. "DADDY DAY NOW" She screams kicking her legs throwing a tantrum. These were normal sort of got used to them. I stand up heading to her room picking up the blanket and taking it down to her after spraying some of his aftershave on it handing it to her. "daddy" she smiles holding it close to her. I smile.
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Okay i best explain our story up in till this day. Today is March 1st 2021. (easier for my brain to be set this year). I met Dalton when i was 7 and instantly fell in love. However what love lasts at that age. We were best friends practically never apart and we were always together. When I was 13 we got together and family always said we wouldn't last it's just a teenage crush but i am now his wife so we proved them wrong. Now when he asked me out thats a story of its own. Flowers Kisses and cuddles sums it up for a short while.
Any way back on track. Dalton had always made it clear to me that he wanted to help our country and that's when he joined the military. It was so hard to let him leave but I am waiting for him. He left for the military when he was 16 so we had been dating 3 years and everything was perfect.
When we were 17 he proposed to me after coming for a visit and 6 months later we were married we never really had a proper honeymoon but he was called back to duty. I haven't actually gave him a hug or a kiss for a year and a half.
I found out I was pregnant when I turned 18 and that was one of the worst experiences of my life. I gave birth alone to our daughter alone. My heart broke for Dalton. He begged for time off to come be with me but apparently wanting to fuck your wife was more important than someone having a baby in his bosses eyes so his holiday got approved to someone else. As soon as I gave birth Dalton came. She was a day old when he met her better then any longer though I suppose.
Our Daughter was born on the 26th March 2018 and she has been the one to keep me going through all of this. She is the piece of Dalton that is always with me and gives me cuddles when i just want my husbands touch. She is the closest person I get to him.
The last time I saw him was on our anniversary and not seen him since. I miss him so much but I get letters and we get to face-time once a week thank god.
Thank god I am also real close with his family. Verna his mom is like my second mom. I practically moved in with her when we got together. I never wanted to be away. And being best friends with her son from the age of 7 we had sleepovers and did everything with each other.
His Sister Tori is pretty much a sister and has stayed with me multiple nights holding me as I cry. His brother Dakota also. He had cuddle me on several occasions. I just miss my baby all the time.
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"mommy" Layla asks "yes baby" I look at her. "your crying" She wipes my tears "just miss daddy baby"
