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21 YEARS OLD
5`5" NICE SIX PACK ABS KIDS:A GIRL-JADA AMAYA HICKERSON STATUS: SINGLE LOCATION: GRAND PRAIRIE (MY OWN APARTMENT) I WORK AN I GO TO SCHOOL (Devry University-computer programming). SO IF U WANNA KNOW MORE JUST HOLLA AT ME   u are the only person i can count on to be by myside through any situation and i for that i thank u for ur blessings, strength, and knowledge.i will always have unwavering faith. thank you i cant really describe how important u are to me. the way i feel i about u can can only be experienced and not told so ill jus say i will do my best to give u evrything u need, want, and more.u will always be daddy`s lil angel. I LOVE YOU u two are my everything besides JADA and of course my wife to be.. i will always be here for u no matter the cost or situation u can count on me I LOVE YOU. I thank you. You have given me an unbelievable experience by giving birth to our beautiful daughter Jada. I love u forever and always. She walks into the room. A single tear escapes her eye. I smile knowing that, that one tear represents my seed. My joy, my love, my everything. I slowly place my hand across her stomach, gently rubbing my new found love. I chuckle. I chuckle because this moment has forever been awaited. I see no reason to question if she?s sure of this new found existence. The proof is held in her hand; a small, three by five, rectangle like object with a pink inscription which tells of your destiny. I smile once again because this is a new beginning. This beginning will demonstrate and tell first hand of how exceptional of a man I really am. A new beginning, a new love, a new me! Jada Amaya Hickerson, born on March 2nd, 2005 at exactly 9:01 p.m., weighing in at 6 pounds, 9.8 ounces. She is a slight shade below mahogany, with thick wavy hair, and the cutest smile I?ve ever come into contact with. She has her mother?s chin which most describe as a ?booty chin?, and fatty cheeks which also look identical as Mother?s. Her eyes, and upper forehead are quite distinctive, they resemble the Hickerson gene which undeniably makes her my split image. She may lack my color scheme, and a few other physical characteristics, but ultimately I know she is mine and as time permits I see myself in her as days, months, and years pass us by. Today, I stare at my daughter, imagining her a few months down the road in taking her entire being. The tantrums, the stubbornness, the willful attitude to do as she pleases, just an all around persona I?ve come to love. At times I cry because these memories will eventually be replaced by new fonder memories. I cry because I know she will learn to be independent and there will be no daddy days in which she craves to be in my arms. I cry because she will no longer be daddy?s little girl, but instead she?ll be daddy?s big girl and she will ultimately spread her wings and fly away and venture on a new path of her own. She will begin a new beginning, and become a new person and find a new love! Her memories will not be my memories, but hers and hers only. I can only anticipate the day in which her memories will be my memories if only she dares to venture into a path called motherhood.  RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME RATE ME |
