37 | AND YET SO BEAUTIFUL

VINCE

My daughter was waiting for me, and the traffic was killing me.

It had been four days since we had admitted Mum to the hospital and I had to take care of Paige.

When Paige was born, my career was on the rise, so Mum was kind enough to take care of her. I only came to them on the weekdays and stayed, trying to make up for all the other days of the week.

Paige was the very reason I still had the soft part of me alive. She was the reason I believed and had hope in love. But even though I loved her a lot, my love could exceed the love she had for me. 

I wasn't ready to be a father when I’d learned of her, but the moment she held my finger in her tiny hand, I knew I could do anything and everything to protect her, love her and be a worthy father. That was all I had ever wanted. I didn't know if I was a good father, but she sure was the best person in my life.

Last few weeks I had been too busy to be with Paige