Father Peter Kemp (father_peter) wrote,
Father Peter Kemp


September 12, 2006

Stupid broken bones. I can't do anything. Not even help Deirdre with her father. If he hurts her again- well I can't do anything because I am in a wheelchair. But I'll imagine doing several things to him. Probably at once. And I'll smile!

Why do people hurt their children? I don't even like it when Lydia or Anna skin their knees on the playground. The idea of hurting them myself is beyond unimaginable, not to mention terrible. The things Deirdre's father said to her were horrifying as well. How could he tell his own daughter he never wanted her? Doesn't he understand how damaging that is? I only hope that Deirdre's friends and I can show him how wrong he is to say and do these things. She says I don't have to and that it's not my job, but being her father figure is an honour. Besides, she needs someone.

Someone who would like to not currently be in a wheelchair.

Tags: deirdre, musings, private entries

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