I’m not a daddy's girl type. At least I don’t think I am.
And I always curious about letter, quote, wise words, about
how a daddy's girl type feels toward her father. I always take a time to peek
those post. One of posts I peeked this evening is a letter from a father to his
girl’s husband-to-be.
In general, the letter tells how a father expect his girl’s
husband treat her, after ‘giving’ her to her husband. To always put smile on
her, to take care of her, to not giving up whatever comes through their
marriage, and some other same things.
Some girls will remember their dad, and somewhat feel
touched. Me, reading the letter, in other way is remember my dad and smiling.
I didn’t have much time to spend with my father. Most of my
childhood filled with memories of separation with him, unfinished business
between him and mom, and of course.. unlimited good times with my mother. And as I’m looking to
my coming-soon-marriage-life, I think my daddy-daughter relationship gives a
little bit different effects on how I interpret that letter.
My daddy-daughter relationship teach me how to be a strong woman, at least
on the mind. Giving me idea that separation is not the end of life. Bad things can happen,
and life still goes on. I don’t feel marriage is like ‘giving’ me from one man
(father) to another man (husband). I choose my own husband, with lots of
criteria I think I need from a partner, and also every problem on him I think I
could handle.
Being married then, I see as a union of two person who is
willingly and consciously agreed to share their lives, their work, their
dreams, their hopes, their fears, their problems. He ‘took’ me from my parents
and so do I, ‘took’ him from his parents.
Sounds fair?
So, no need to worry daddy, no one is putting down my smile but
me. No one is replacing you or mom. My husband (to be) may be a father to his
daughter but not for me. Each of you has a responsibility that couldn’t be
switched.
Dad, thank you for making me this strong. For teaching me
how to see marriage as a agreement between two independent and strong people.
It doesn’t feel like I’m about to be kidnapped from you. It feels like I’m
going to give you a son (seems like I’m the one who’s kidnapping him, haha..)
Please stay this way. Just not too far, yet not too close J
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