AT FIRST IT WAS NOT EASY when my mother passed away. All of a sudden it was just my dad and me and the scary thought of life without one of my parents.
When my friends went to buy their eighth-grade dance dresses, or get their first manicure with their mothers, I felt a little jealous. But this feeling never lasted long because of the strong relationship I have with my dad and with my Father-Mother God.
My dad manages to succeed in a very demanding job, pay for all of my needs, and still has time to nurture me enough for two parents. Sometimes I felt my dad was really superman. When I was in fifth grade I seriously contemplated the idea! But I later realized that what looked like my dad having magical powers to make everything work out so well was not really magic at all. I know that my dad has been able to provide for me so well because our Father-Mother God is always guiding and caring for both of us, often in ways we could never have guessed.
