Lori's Daughter.

So I just blogged with a sad story about my ex's dad. Now I want to say a little something about her daughter.

Today I knew of Lori's situation and I didn't want to be a bother to her. But I had a few gifts I wanted to drop off for her kids. We broke up a few months ago and haven't exactly been on speaking terms, so I didn't want to knock -- so I left the gifts in her doorway.

She called late tonight and put her daughter on the phone and her daughter and I spoke at length about how Santa Claus came and how the reindeer ate the granola they left. (She's five).

Part of why I was so depressed today is because I wanted so badly to see her daughter. For months I was looking forward to watching her open her gifts. I felt very paternal towards this little girl. It's amazing really because it's the same kind of connection I had with Lori's dad. Both relationships were just very natural for me.

Anyway, her little girl means so much to me. So she got on the phone and just kept telling me how much she misses me. And I was just filling up inside.

I can not say how happy I am that Lori called and put her daughter on the phone tonight. I was moping around all day and night hoping they'd call. I gave up at about the time the phone rang.

It's truly amazing how good that phone call made me feel. I can't explain it.

Between Lori's daughter and father -- and family altogether. I am so glad to know them and be a part of their lives. Even if it's small.

I truly hope this means I can continue being a part of all their lives.