Ever since I was a little girl there has been an important man in my life, and I called him Papa. To him, I was the "apple of his eye", but he was also the apple of my eye. As I grew older, his importance never lessened and I even had him walk me down the aisle on my wedding day. I love him so much and to hear him say "hello Baby" over the phone will make me cry every time. Therefore, when he called me today to congratulate me on my book and said that he had read it cover to cover I was thrilled beyond words, but when he reminded me that I was still the "Apple of his eye" the water works really started. To know that my Papa was proud of me made this the best call ever!
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