Daddy daughter dance…

My husband proposed to me about a year and a half later. We planned to get married the next year and my father was excited. This is a huge deal for a father of a girl. Giving away his daughter. Walking her down the isle. The daddy daughter dance. Everything.

A month before the wedding I receive a letter from my father telling me he just couldn’t do it. He couldn’t come. His anxiety had been extremely high, his bipolar was getting worse and he was so sorry but he just couldn’t face all the people.

I was heartbroken but completely understood. This is when I really knew things were starting to get bad and I was at a loss. Thousands of miles away, about to start a family of my own, feeling completely helpless….

Published by Kathleen Pielhop - Midwest Mama -Creator

I took over my father’s blog September of 2017 after losing his battle with mental illness. This blog was originally to share my journey through grieving, finding peace, and trusting God in the process...and in many ways is exactly that. This has evolved into life as a family of 4 with 2 dogs, living in the Midwest. I will cover everything from fashion to our family routines. Join us on this crazy adventure!

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