Rampent Posted January 1, 2012 Share Posted January 1, 2012 When Rampent Jnr left the flat, I cried my eyes out for a full 7 minutes. I taught him well though; he has his own flat and deckchairs now, and know's how to fill in the dole forms and avoid work. We still meet up now and again, mostly outside the off licence on eccy road. He there most nights, say hello to the chap who is asking for change for the phone. My only regret is his smoking. He started at 12. It must have cost me a fortune in park drives looking back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fairyworld14 Posted January 1, 2012 Share Posted January 1, 2012 Oh sorry .my mistake !!!!. Well being a Daddys girl even though my beloved is now gone ! I love him now more then ever ! So you just be there for her and she will be back. I am sure she loves you lots ,but needs time to get to show it !! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andrejuan Posted January 1, 2012 Share Posted January 1, 2012 It's not just daughters, lads are the same. And it doesn't matter if they are step kids, adopted, fostered, or just in your care for some reason or another, they have to move on and develop. They do come back if you leave the door open I am told (small comfort). The song "Puff The Magic Dragon" is about kids losing their innocence and dependence, even though most think it is about smoking weed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rampent Posted January 1, 2012 Share Posted January 1, 2012 It's not just daughters, lads are the same. And it doesn't matter if they are step kids, adopted, fostered, or just in your care for some reason or another, they have to move on and develop. They do come back if you leave the door open I am told (small comfort). The song "Puff The Magic Dragon" is about kids losing their innocence and dependence, even though most think it is about smoking weed. You sure? I thought it was about a guy who used to frequent Dempsies. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0742Sheff Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 I have considered myself lucky to have had the pleasure of my daughter for almost 14 years now. We haven't had any problems whatsoever. Academically, she is in the top 10% in the country for her age. She loves nothing more than sitting with myself and Mrs Sheff watching TV or reading. As soon as i start cooking she is in the kitchen watching my every move while talking at three million miles per hour. There are loads of small things that make her brilliant and perfect. I don't know how we have managed it but long may it continue. The day she moves out will be devastating for me. If i was in the OP's position i would be gutted. As long as you have done your best, you can content in the knowledge that the moment she needs anything, you will be the one she turns to Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrMoran Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 almost constantly at my side for her first 14 years and when not with me txts and phone calls all the time, now almost nothing - i knew this time would come and braced myself for it but it still doesn't make it any easier - sad is not in it My daughter is 8 and we are incredibly close. Shes a daddys girl if ever there was one. Im really sad at the prospect of drifting apart but i guess its part of growing up. A difficult part though Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Daven Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 Your kids will always be the centre of your universe - but the day that you realise that you are no longer the centre of theirs is a difficult one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skinz Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 No chance of me doing that, she wouldnt hear me over the tapping of her nails on her Blackberry. :hihi::hihi: Although humorous it probably sums it up in a nutshell. They now have independent lives and it's part of the consequence I'm afraid...hell one of mine now greet me as though I'm Sarkozy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cressida Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 My sister was a real handful for my parents, then she got married at 21, to buy her second house she stayed with my parents and decorated at least two rooms, ran my mother round to the shops anytime she wanted - phases as someone said, adolescence into adult responsibility and closer than ever after she was married. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rollwithit Posted January 2, 2012 Share Posted January 2, 2012 I know its about a son, but its still relevent. Cats in the Cradle by Harry Chapin My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away And he was talking before I knew it and as he grew He said, "I’m gonna be like you, Dad, You know I’m gonna be like you" And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man in the moon When you comin home, dad, I don’t know when, But we'll get together then, Son, You know we'll have a good time then. My son turned ten just the other day He said "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on lets play can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today, I got a lot to do" He said "Thats okay" And then he walked away but his smile never dimmed And said "I’m gonna be like him, yeah You know I’m going to be like him" And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin home, dad, I dont know when, But we'll get together then, Son, You know we'll have a good time then. Well he came from college just the other day So much like a man I just had to say, "Son, I’m proud of you, can you sit for a while?" He shook his head, and he said with a smile "What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys See you later, can I have them please?" And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin home, Son, I dont know when, But we'll get together then, Dad, You know we'll have a good time then. I’ve long since retired, my son's moved away I called him up just the other day........ I said "I'd like to see you if you don’t mind" He said "I'd love to Dad, if I could find the time. You see my new jobs a hassle, and the kids have the flu. But It's sure nice talking to you, Dad, It's been sure nice talking to you........" And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me He'd grown up just like me, My boy was just like me.............. And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin home, Son, I dont know when, But we'll get together then, Dad We're gonna have a good time then. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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