That is exactly how I am with anything and everything that has to do with my Daddy.
So here's THEE chair.
I have only happy, loving, sweet thoughts about my Daddy in the chair.
After many years in my parents house and 7 in our last 5 homes, it was time to go our seperate ways. It doesn't match anything that we own. So before DI picked it up I had to fill it with the love that keeps me going... the love that my father peeks in to see probably every day.
Miss you Daddy!
xoxo
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