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My Real Dad

Ben says, "My Dad used to carry me on his shoulders. I knew he would catch me if I slipped off. He was so tall and strong!" "When I was 4, my Dad went away. He's been gone so long I'm afraid he'll never come back. No one will tell me where he is! Sometimes I'm mad at him and scream into my pillow till I think I want to die ." "I just wish I knew what I did to make him leave. I want to grow up NOW, so I can find him and tell him I'm sorry..." "But for now, I have a REAL Dad who holds me every night--even when I'm screaming. He talks to my heart and makes me feel okay. I feel like He's holding me high on His shoulders, so I can see far away--almost to heaven!" "I love my real Dad!" +X+X+X+X+story inspired by my foster childrenX+X+X+X+X+