I Am Here

A follow-up conclusion for my story "The Miracle"

You close your tiny hand around Daddy's finger. I am here. Your cries of hunger pierce the night. I am here. The years produce fears and tears. You find strength by your Daddy's side. Tragedy welcomed your birth, imprinting an emptiness on your heart. You grow, you laugh, you love. You cry. Yes, I am here. In the safety of silence, your emotions cannot be tamed, crying out when sobs will not suffice. Your pain is my pain. Through clouded eyes, you seek your reflection. The curls in your hair, the dimples in your cheeks. I am here. You dry your eyes and match your gaze. Beautiful, unmistakable, blue eyes. Yes. I am here. Daddy lights the candles on your birthday cake. Like every other year, you wish for me. My angel, wishes do come true. I am here.