We had a beautiful sunset last night! Pinks, purples, blues, oranges, reds...

Everytime I see a beautiful sunrise or sunset I think of my father. As he was dying, he told me that he would always be with me; I just had to look for him in the sunrises and sunsets.

I am a "daddy's girl". I have been since the day I was born and will be when I see Papa again in eternity.

I have many reasons why I never got married (fear of commitment, a need to prove that I can take care of myself, a fiercely independent nature, and on, and on, and on...), but I think the real reason is that I have never found an available man that could live up to my view of my father; intelligent, loving, faithful, committed.

Maybe it's time to move beyond the reasons...