Childhood memories

I lost my dad when I was 6 months old and then I go to meet up with him when I was like 6 or 7 and we would go to the mall and the park and just sit there and swing and I would get to hang out with him. All I thought about doing before I got to see him was just picture in my head what he looked like and what he liked to do when he wasnt busy, What he did on his free time. When I first saw him I cried because for the longest time my mom told me that my dad said he would leave if she had another kid and then I came along so I always thought that I was the reason that he left. Now that I'm 17 and almost 18 I can keep in contact with him and he is coming here soon and going to come to one of my performances, he has never came to one before, but thats ok because he's still my father and I love him even if he doesn't come see me alot. He missed both my brother's first son and my Sister's son. I remember that he would take me to the park when I was little and when he woulod call me I remember asking him why he was crying and he would just say "its ok your my little princess and I love you and miss you lots" then he would just say he had to go and that he would talk to me later but I wouldn't get a call for day maybe weeks.