I miss my oldest daughter.
My heart breaks for her. She has been through so much. She is in long-term rehab again – for a program that takes two to five years to complete, depending on the student.
Last time she was in for 11-1/2 months in a different place, and was clean for over two years.
Heroin got a hold of her.
I hate addictions.
She and I have similar musical tastes, from Mozart to Led Zeppelin to jamming in our imperfect way on our guitars to any song that comes to mind, and back again.
She introduced me to the music of Radiohead.
Finishing up my invoicing for work tonight, I was listening to “Creep” on my headset, and missing my firstborn child so much.
(Photo from 2010 – my oldest daughter when she was 18, my youngest daughter when she was 18 months old, and me.)