Shooting Daddy

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Someday I will find my prince but my daddy will always be my King.
~ Unknown Author

I am not ashamed to say that I was a Daddy’s girl. I loved my Mom, but my Daddy was my rock, my protector, my hero. The biggest blow of my teenage years was when he died, suddenly, of a heart attack when I was 18. No, I wasn’t a child, but I was still Daddy’s little princess.

I never really had another father figure in my life until I was adopted in Second Life. Echo and Ryker Darkward can never take the place of the parents I still love and are now watching over me from heaven. But they are the nearest I could ever hope to find.

My two sets of parents couldn’t be more different; my real parents were very conservative. I don’t believe Echo and Ryker even know the meaning of the word. My adoptive parents, though, share the most important traits of my natural parents: they are loving, supportive, and always looking out for their family. I couldn’t ask for better.

This morning, my Dad, Ryker, asked me to take photos of him. He’s started DJing in SL and needed a “really bad-ass picture.” I had to go out, but we made time to do his shoot today.

Daddy, I hope these are bad-ass enough. You rock and I love you ♥

Logistics And Love

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It’s not easy getting five people in three different time zones together in one place at one time, even in a virtual world. But today, Maddie, Mandy, Aqua, Jessy and I did it. Four of my sisters and I finally managed to do what we’ve been wanting to do for weeks, if not months. These aren’t nearly all of my sisters, but it’s the most we’ve gotten together, so we grabbed the opportunity to take our photos.

It was a logistical nightmare, but we didn’t stop laughing the entire hour and a half we spent together. Pose props were uncooperative, hair was in armpits, faces and crotches, heads were swiveling and bobbing, avatars were facing the wrong direction, shoes were put on noob feet and taken off again…pure chaos. And pure fun.

I wouldn’t trade these women I call my sisters for the world.

A Gift To My Heart

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It’s not often that I have a lot of free time when I’m in Second Life. Aside from my business, I also work at a club. So most of my time is spent either working or doing something to do with work, in one way or another (ok, I guess I qualify shopping as part of work – I need new clothes and poses and props for work..right?). But today my photo shoot was postponed until tomorrow, I’d done my photos for today’s blog – and completed it, and still had time to kill before I had to be at the club to host. My sister, Butter (Abbie to the rest of the world) IM’d me and told me she was house hunting. We chatted in IM for a while, then she invited me over.

We ended up putting up a house I had in my inventory for her. It’s “girlier” than her previous homes, but she liked it. And she blamed me for turning her into more of a girl – achievement! \o/ And then we just hung out. Talking and giggling, like sisters do.

It was a great day. I didn’t realise how much I missed just playing in SL. There’s more to it than work, for sure. And thank you, Butter, for reminding me ♥

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A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life. ~Isadora James