I was a single father whose little girl was growing up fast. She was my bundle of joy bringing me smiles and happiness wherever I went. She was the center of my universe, my reason for living. But things can change fast and my life was no exception. That didn’t mean I stopped loving my one and only daughter; it meant she had a little competition for my time.
I was in my mid 30’s and I thought that doing my job and taking care of my little girl was my life. It certainly didn’t occur to me that I’d fall in love again. It started simple enough two strangers bumping into each other. Well not really, she almost ran me over with a shopping cart but Daphne was polite enough to help me up and ask me out to coffee so she could properly apologize.
We ended up talking a while and exchanged number after. Daphne seemed intrigued at the idea of a single father, saying she didn’t think it was easy. It wasn’t; I’m a man and I had to enlighten my daughter about female problems when she hit puberty. That was not fun. Nonetheless at the end of our impromptu meeting I had a new charming friend to call my own. I told my daughter about my little adventure. At the time she didn’t think much of it and even dared to tease me about the lack of romance in my life.