The Poppy

I have two two daughters that I am exstremly proud of Natascha and Abigaile. They could not be more oppisite of each other. Natascha is the elder and lives in Orlando with her boyfriend Carl (as of this writting). She recentlly received her second Associate degree as an audio engineer. She is working towards a bacholor in electrical engineering. She is my book worm and recluse. She has dark curly hair and brown eyes. I think the only reason she met Carl is they have know each other since they were twelve. She has goals and I somehow do not doubt she will accomplish them.

My other daughter is Abigaile. She is the complete oppisite of her sister. Blond hair, blue eyed social buttlerfly. She is not a princess but “The Princess”. If there is a cute guy around she will be trying to getting his attention. Abigaile does have a seperate history that has profoundly affected our family. At 5 months old she had a reaction to her childhood vaccine. This was futher exasperated by a gentice mutation and she is one the wrong end of the spectrum for this mutation. Do not be fooled she is a warrior in her own way. I maintain another blog about her at Abigaile.org

Why the poppy? Abigaile has never been able to say dad/daddy. She started calling me poppy at a young age and it stuck. Now when Abigaile gets mad at me she can scream “Allen” quiet clear but lets not go there and just call me the Poppy.





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