I never met him. I wasn't allowed to speak of him and if I heard others speak of him, it was in not so good language. I never got a chance to call him Daddy and I never got to see what it was like to be a Daddy's girl. I never got the chance to pitch ball, catch fireflies, make snow angels with him. I never got a chance to hear his voice, watch him shave, hold his hand. I never got a chance to sit in his lap or have him hoist me onto his shoulders. I never got to ride piggy back or cry in his arms when a boy hit me. I never got a chance to call someone 'Daddy.'
That was many years ago. I did find him through a cousin I didn't even know I had but his health turned for the worse and we never met.
But even though I have never met him, I do have a picture of him. I will accept what life has thrown at me and remember that life doesn't always happen the way you want it to. If you have a daddy, shower him with love and consider yourself blessed.