My Dad and I

so my dad and are like this *crosses fingers*. we have been ever since i was born really, i guess i was his little girl and im deffinitley a daddy's girl, no doubt about it. he taught me how to ride a bike, and went with me to my first day of school, hes been there for my first boyfriend and my my first heartbreak, hes been there for my first roller coaster ride and my first Christmas, my first nightmare, my first birthday, hes been there for everything really. and i love him for that. i guess the only real explanation for why he has been there for everything is because my mom left when i was three years old. my moms name was star and to be honest i don't really know what she looks like anymore, i only really know what she looks like from what my grandma has told me,m because she lives down in Ohio with star even though they don't talk anymore, because of something that has happened, which i am really not going to tell you, because even though im telling you some things, that doesn't really mean that  i can tell you all of it, because all of this is personal. but i trust you, OK? so yea, my dad kept me after my mom left and went back to america with her new  boyfriend that she was cheating on my dad with! and to be honest she didn't really fight for me, she just left, and my dad didn't even not let her see me, he let me fly to Ohio every summer for a week or so if i member correctly  until  one day she did something that she was not supposed to do, and when my grandma came to get me after a day that they figured out that she wasn't letting me go back. which i of course did not know at the time because i was still a little girl and couldn't really tell. so yea, my dad and i are really close, and im sorry if i got off topic, but yea i don't really want to talk about this anymore, so goodbye and good day