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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEAVEN, sorry I can't be with you
Heaven, I miss you more than words can describe. I am lost with not knowing what to do to be with you. Just because
your mom and I didn't make it we have been kept apart. Unfair? Theres never been anything more unfair in my life. It hurts
me very deeply... Your mom is doing this to hurt me I believe, but she doesn't realize this also hurts you very
very much. Heaven will never see this but this is how I feel. Today is February 26, 2005 ... Heaven's 3rd birthday... Rita,
my ex hasn't called so I can talk to Heaven, and I have no way of getting the phone number where Heaven lives.. its unlisted.
February 27, 2003 at around noon was the last time I saw my babygirl. Rita is in Asheboro, NC... I do know that. Beyond that
I can not find out anything. Heaven, I love you babygirl... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I hope you remember when you grow
up that your were daddys little girl.. For example. Your mom would try to feed you cereal and you would never take a bite..
you would always spit it out... Daddy would get asked to try and I would come to the table and pick the babyspoon up and fly
every bite into your mouth like a plane with plane noises.. You would eat every bite till it was all gone for me. Another
example, your mom would put you in your crib at bedtime and turn the light off and close the door.. you would stand up yelling
at top of your lungs and cry. Daddy would come in and get you bring you back to the living room, sit on the floor or couch
with you and we would play for 10 to 15 minutes.. then I'd hold you in my arms and start singing
"I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck
A hug
around the neck and a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep
About you, about you
Cause
I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle,
oodle oo
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck though you make my heart a wreck
Make my heart a wreck and
you make my life a mess
Make my life a mess, yes
A mess of happiness
About you, about you
Cause I love you
a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle
oo
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck and it beats me all to heck
Beats me all to heck and I'll never
tend the farm
Never tend the farm when I wanna keep my arm
About you, about you
Cause I love you a bushel and
a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo"
.... while singing that to you I would carry you to your crib, lay you gently down
in it and would tuck you in.. turn the light out and close the door. and you would sleep to the next morning.. Then the next
morning when you would start crying, your mom and I both would wake up at the same time and she would say you get up and take
care of her, shes your daughter... I always did because she was a blessing to me. I LOVE YOU HEAVEN. I know one day after
your grown up you will seek for me and I will be waiting with open arms.. I hate missing all the non-replaceable years of
watching you grow up... but theres nothing I can do.. This is all your mothers doing... I tried to work threw her cheating
on me at work and running off with you and some man just out of prison that came into where your mom worked as a cashier..
I tried to make take your mom back after that so I could be with you and us be a family. But she was more interested in money,
not a happy family. I cooked and cleaned and took the biggest part of raising you the 1st 10 months of your life till your
mom ran off with you... No Daddy wasn't perfect.. But Daddy always put you first.. Daddy never was more important than raising
you. I am creating this site to cherish you and preserve the memories of you I have. I will add all the pictures of you that I
have when we were together.
I miss you always HEAVEN MARIE HUFFMAN.
Love always, Shane Lanceford Huffman
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