“Make sure you don’t get your feet wet,” I tell her when she places the seashell in my hand.
“I won’t, Daddy,” she says, running off when I look back and seeing Crystal now smiling at us as she leans her arms back, her big pregnant stomach showing. We are having another miracle baby in a month, a boy this time, and I can’t fucking wait.
Best thing to happen to me was meeting Crystal and having my daughter, but I have to say the best day of my life, was when I stood at that altar and watched her walk down the aisle to me. Her eyes brimming with tears as I held our daughter in my arms. We vowed to love each other in good times and bad times, and she vowed not to kill me. When I slipped that wedding band on her finger, my life just felt so fucking complete, I can’t explain it. It was a sense of peace, a sense of belonging, a sense that the world was right.
“Daddy,” Savannah says, coming back to me, “can we go walk?” She puts her small hand in mine while the other small hand tries to push the hair away from her face. “Not a long walk,” she says, looking up at me and smiling.
“Only for a little walk. Okay.” I lean down and kiss her nose. “We don’t want to leave Mommy too long, okay?” I tell her as she nods her head. “Wave at Mommy,” I tell her as she turns around and waves at Crystal, who’s watching our every move. We turn and start walking down the beach, and it’s at that exact moment I stop and think back to that day I had this vivid dream of walking on the beach with a little girl looking back at someone sitting watching us. All along, it was there; all along, she was the woman in my dreams. “Let’s go, doll face,” I tell her as she shakes her head.
“I’m not doll face. Mommy is doll face,” she says while we walk down the beach. “I’m angel face.”
So, on that warm sunny day on that beach, two dreams came together unexpectedly!
The End of my unexpected love story, or just the beginning!