Last night I went to sleep at 5:23 a.m because of unwarranted feelings. The next two hours were what I like to call one of the happiest times of my life. There she was, the pinnacle of beauty. Dark skin, natural hair, in a cute pink pea coat, and black uggs. A smile that seemed to be created by the God of love. A connection that even the greatest wifi couldn't compare too. It was almost as if the happy part of my soul escaped me and turned into a living, breathing human....She was my daughter...omg, I have never smiled so hard and been filled with that much happiness ever in my life. We were in the mall, and all I remember hearing was, "Daddy you're so strong carrying all them bags!!" With a smile that resembled mines, and a energy I haven't seen since my childhood days. After I realized she was my daughter everything else seemed frivolous to me. I know longer had a longing to be in the spotlight, no longer worried about my feelings, all I cared about was her smile...Doing what it took to see her happy. Is this what it feels like to be a parent? Have a child? Live your entire life willing to die for one person? I don't know, but I woke up in one of my best spirits ever. Regardless of what my body language showed. Nothing else mattered, all I could think of and continue to think of is that dream...An entire day in my dream, and the only thing I'm angry about right now is that I never found out her name...but she was my baby...I'm in no rush to have a child but my God!!!! The Happiest 2 Hours of my Life.