There is nothing better than being, “Daddy’s little girl,” but for this man being a father is the most important thing in his life. When his wife finds out that she is pregnant he seems to be just as excited as she is. He didn't miss an appointment and he even named her. But as quickly as he was blessed with her she was taken away when his wife is in a car accident. His wife survived, but his baby did not. He never recovered from the loss. His wife stayed by his side and tried everything she could to assist him in his recovery but he felt as if there was no way he was coming out of his whole, a whole that was filled with meth. He falls deeper and deeper into his meth addiction and is unable to pull himself out. Not even when his wife tells him that she is pregnant again, the news of a new child does not bring him out of his mourning for the first. When his wife dies in childbirth he finally gets clean, for the moment. In the end we realize he is in the psych ward of a hospital suffering from a breakdown when he got high and threw his son outside in the cold and he died from hypothermia. A crushing story of a series of bad situations that he made bad choices about dealing with.
