So, yeah. Long story short, my parents were divorced when I was eight and my dad moved to Greenland when I was 10. He has never really shown any interest in us. It is a long time ago he stopped calling or taking contact unless it is birthday, christmas or graduation. I have spent days and weeks crying and yelling and trying to tell him that I needed a father and he has never listened. I have come to terms with it and everything but I can just... When I am writing my story, "Everyday miracles", I just... I love writing the kids in it, but it is so difficult to write a father that will do anything for his kids when my father is the exact opposite. I mean, I have a mother who has done everything for me and my three younger siblings but... it's just difficult. I miss a father. I don't even know how it feels like to have one that is genuinely interested in what the hell is going on in your life. I feel so angry and sad when I see other girls taking their father for granted and yelling at him at every little oppertunity they get. Why can't they see how lucky they are? My biggest... I don't even know what to call it. The thing that makes me the most sad, is that if I ever am to marry, I wont have a father to give me away. Sure, he will probably be there (if we still have contact by then) but there is no emotional foundation that would cause him to even be able to give me away. I have already asked my mother is she is willing to do it (seriously, she is my hero.) but it's just not the same. I want a father. I want a father who will cross examine every boy who will ever look my way. I want a father who will call me and ask me how I am doing because he genuinely wants to hear the answer. I want a father I can see more than once a year. I want an embarrassing, annoying, loving, caring daddy. And I just now I am never going to get that and I breaks my heart more than I want to admit.