I’m the baby in the family, and the girl, and with that spot in the food chain, it’s almost natural to include the title of ‘Daddy’s Girl.’ I don’t think that I will ever grow out of needing my daddy. He changes the oil in my car and fixes my computer when it stops working. Recently, I was home (at my parent’s house) for a few days, and my necklace was tangled to the point of un-wearable. “Dad? Can you untangle this?” “No, Sweet-Sweet. I don’t know how to fix that.” “But Daddy, you can fix everything. It’s just a necklace. It’s not that hard for you, and besides, that’s what Dad’s do! Fix everything!”
And it is true. A little girl grows up believing that her Daddy is capable of Superhero feats, and deep down, she doesn’t want to stop believing that no matter how many birthday candles she blows wishes over in her lifetime.
I woke up the next morning to my necklace perfectly straightened.
It was my Daddy’s birthday on Monday. And I know he’s amazing, but everyone should know he’s stellar. Absolutely, the best combination of nerd and cool; nerd because his style needs serious updating, but hip, because his character is by far admirable. The older that I get (not that I’m close to grown-up status), I become more aware of the incredible person that my Dad is. Devoted and loving. Supportive and sensitive. His sense of humor and kid-like characteristics will have most rolling on the floor in hysterical laughter.
I’m thankful that I have a dad in my life, and I’m thankful that I have my dad around for another year.
Love you, Daddy!