Once upon a time there was a great man who married the

    women of his dreams, With thier love, they created a little girl. She was a bright and cheerful little girl and the great man loved her very much. When she was very little, he woud tell her, I love you little girl you, little girl. When the little girl was growing up, the great man would hug her and tell her, I Love you little girl. The little girl would pout and say, I am not a little girl anymore. Then the man would laugh and say but to me, you"ll always be my little girl.

The little girl who-was-not-little anymore left her home

  and went into the world,As she learned more about herself, she learned more about the man. She saw that he truely was great and strong, for now she recognized his strengths. One of his strengths was his ability to express his love to his family. It didn"t matter where she went in the world, the man would call her and say I love you little girl. Then one day when the girl who was not little anymore received a phone call. The great man was damaged. He had had a stroke. He was aphasic, they explained to the little girl. He could no longer smile, laugh, walk,hug, dance or tell the little girl who was not a little girl anymore that he loved her. And so she went to the side of the great man. When she walked into the room and saw him, he looked small and not strong at all. He looked at her and tried to speak, but he could not, The little girl did the only thing she could do. She climed up on the bed next to him, Tears ran from both of their eyes and she drew her arms around him. Her head on his chest, she thought of many things, She remembered the wonderful times together and how she had always felt protected and cherished by the great man, She felt grief for the loss she was to endure, the words of love that comforted her. And then she heard from within the man, the beat of his heart. The heart where the music and words had always lived. The heart beat on,steadily unconcerned about the damage to the rest of the body. And while she rested there, the magic happned, She heard what she needed to hear, His heart beat out the words that his mouth could no longer say.

          I love you, I Love you, I love you

          Little girl, Little girl, Little girl

            And she was comforted.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was just a story
when i wrote this it did remind me of my father when he had a surgery.

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