YOU, the father of my daughter.
The one who gave me everything I’ve ever wanted: love.
Do you want to know why I didn’t hesitate to choose you to be the father of my children?
From the moment our eyes met, I knew. I knew I’d spend the rest of my days loving you. That tenderness I could see in your eyes… Behind your image as a hockey player—someone I’d never have approached under normal circumstances. Anyway, you were out of my league. Or so I thought…
That moment when you looked at me and smiled… A very shy smile that pierced right through me. Damn, those dimples of yours really won me over!
From that day on, I decided to give you everything. I followed you everywhere, from Europe all the way to Gatineau. I left behind what was most precious to me: my family. I did it because I felt whole with you. As if a part of me that I thought was dead forever had come back... That ability to love and to accept being loved in return.
The day I decided to give up everything for you was also the day I chose you. I chose you to be the person I would spend the rest of my life with. I chose you to be the father of my children.
I knew from the very first day that you’d be a wonderful father, but no one could have imagined you’d be this wonderful.
Of course, your aloofness during my pregnancy made me doubt. I’ll always remember the words you said when our daughter was born: “See, I told you I was looking forward to it, too. I think you can see that now.” You were right. I should never have doubted you. Forgive me for that hesitation. You know, hormones can make you do—or believe—all sorts of things! I can just see you nodding your head vigorously!!
The truth is, you’re the only person I trust enough to entrust with the role of father to my children. And that will never change.
I’m so happy to see that now there’s another little girl whom you love more than you could ever love me—and that this love is unconditional. Thank you for everything.
Linda Langlois-Laprés