Daddy's Little Girl

I woke up this morning and got ready, patiently waiting for my Dad to come see me. We haven't seen each other in 2 months and he wanted to celebrate my birthday with me. He called at 10am and told me he couldn't make it. I'm not so disappointed just mad I had to wake up early...lol and he said he would come tomorrow.

I grew up having two families when I was child. My mom and dad separated when I was very young and so my school year was spent with my mother and my summers were with my dad. They both tell me, my mom a little less reluctantly, that I have always been daddy's little girl. The story frequently heard was that my father came to pick me up from daycare one day and the teachers actually didn't know who he was so they weren't to keen on letting him take me. It wasn't until I caught a glimpse of him that all ruckus broke loose. Supposedly, I burst into running, screaming daddy and knocking everyone out of my way at the same time, I was 3 or 4 at this time.

Nothing at all in this world can replace the love of a father in a girl's life. Though I wasn't with my dad all the time I craved my father's love and he gave it willingly. I was and still am the apple of his eye and I know this because he speaks to everyone about me, people I've met for the first time know every detail of my life. I believe a mothers' love for her child is different than a fathers'. A woman bonds with her child even before it reaches this earth but a fathers' love is like a seed, some well planted flourish, while others left untouched never sprout.

I think its' so important for a little girl to have a father in her life who shows her true unconditional love. Its the basis for all other forms of love she will encounter in her life and the only love besides the father above which is unrelenting.