Today is another year without my dad. This year I'm missing him a whole lot. My dad was the only constant in my whole life. He was always there for as long as I can remember. The only parent that is. I'm not referring to any other relatives, just my dad.
My dad spoiled me and always made me feel special. For as long as I can remember he would always bring me surprises, even when I lived with his parents while he was attending college. My dad was a single parent. My mother disappeared or left sometime when I was about 9-10 months old. I say she abandoned me and my 3 year old brother, but some say she left under mysterious circumstances. Perhaps we'll never know.
Anyway, it was my dad who was left with 2 young children and he did the best he could. He worked 2 jobs to take care of us. He waited 7 years for my mother and finally she was sort of declared dead or missing, so he remarried and we got a real baby brother. I was a 7 year old girl and now I had a real baby doll, and me and my baby brother were inseparable until the divorce. I still got to see my little brother who had to remain behind when my dad left with his two children in tow. I was heartbroken, but excited at the same time because now I had four new children in the new family that we moved in with. This family remained my family, even after another divorce, for my entire life. A baby girl was added to this family, but unfortunately I never really got to know her because by that time I was married and then I moved to Kentucky.
I was told that my dad remarried yet again, but I never met that wife, and eventually years later my dad moved to Kentucky from California and remarried yet again. My dad was a very hard worker and also a very handsome man. He was a very good provider but unfortunately he never stayed around for very long, but he was my dad and I loved him very much.
My dad's name was Thomas Diaz, but most people called him Tommy, but I called him Daddy. My dad's parents were Pablo & Natalia Diaz.
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