Ever since she was about 4 years old I’ve called my daughter Mary “My Princess.” The name was the result of an actual occurence and not just some name I dreampt up.
One summer day I was sitting on my front porch relaxing and out of the front door pops Mary’s two older sisters, Maggie and Mo followed by Mary. They were playing dress up. Mary then rushes out and stops at the top of the porch steps, twirls around and exclaimed, “Look at me, I’m a Princess.” So ever since that day I’ve called her Princess.
In July of 2008, Mary left Avon for a job offer in Arizona. She then left Arizona for Northern California and now lives outside of San Francisco in Walnut Creek.
Although my wife Peggy visited Mary while she was living in Arizona, I haven’t seen my Princess since the day she left in July of 2008.
She’s coming home next Saturday, December 19th and naturally I can’t wait to see her.