I want him to be a good father to my children, someone who will catch up my baby before she falls but instead picks her up, brushes her off, and let’s her try again. Someone who will keep her from making mistakes but instead let her find her way, even though his heart breaks in silence when she get hurt.

Someone who will hold her when she cries, scolds him when she break the rules, shines with ride when he succeed, and had faith in him even when he fails. Someone who will wake me early in the morning with a smile on his face, warm coffee I his hand...