It Took My Wife’s Tragic Death For Me To Finally Step Up And Be A Real Father
Huff PostThe author with his daughter, Daniela, as a toddler. “I’ll be there for you like I’ve always been.” Her eyes locked on me coldly, and she snapped back, “You’ve never been there for me, Dad. Flatten your back, pull each leg to your chin separately, hold for 10 seconds and you’ll feel the release.” And her confidant: “There’s not enough honest communication and fun with her, Dad. I can’t keep the friendship going.” I try to carry over the traditions her mother set in motion much earlier, like sending daily encouraging notes that focus on positivity and affirmations: “What’s the best that can happen?” “Today I begin.” “Blessings and grace flowing your way.” Whatever I can offer that will brighten her day. Courtesy of Bruno Iannone Daniela got an art scholarship to Parsons School of Design in New York City but couldn’t concentrate after her mother passed away, so she took a break to grieve and heal.
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