Nathan sat at his desk in his study starting out the window thinking and talking in his mind "How can be a father to her, my own daughter, who I have missed all those treasured years and I have no memories of her growing up, and and she's now grown up into this young woman.
I've already missed so much, her first steps as learned to walk, her first word that she spoke, her first smile and laugh when she is happy, her first tear when she's sad and upset, her first kiss when she gets that happy and loving feeling and when she wants to talk about it.
I've missed all that and so much more and here she is in my life, and I don't know a thing about her, only that she is my daughter by blood, I want to know so much about her and I want to be a part of her life and be there for her when she feels sad or upset and when she finds someone that makes her happy I want to be there every step of the way, that she takes from now and so many more that she will be taking to find her way in this world that we live in, and so to this day my question stands."
He says sadly and softly as he looks out of the window. "How can I be a father to her?"