I was never really a fan of the term “daddy's girl,” until I realized that I totally was one. And never in the way that you may think. My father doesn't buy me everything I request, or willingly hand over his credit card if I bat my eyelashes. My father is the guy that I watch funny cat videos with, text about the news, and dance throughout my room listening to Pitbull with. If only I could say I was joking about that last point, but nope-my dad loves Pitbull.
Growing as an only child, I've always been really close with both of my parents, but I will invariably hold a special place in me for my pops. (He doesn't like after i call him that, but sorry Dad; I recieve to call the shots within this piece.)
Whatever your relationship using the father figure in your life is, there are a few things that every girl can admit to loving about their dads.
- They always have our backs.
If any guy ever tries to mess with us or decides that it's a good idea to break our hearts, our dads will convince them otherwise. Who requires a whole army of angry friends when you have your dad to go up to your ex and say, “Hey buddy, I think we need to have a chat.” (Boys – if any dad ever says this to you, prepare for one of the worst conversations you have ever had. Perhaps bring earplugs, something to cover your face with, or maybe even tissues.) It is your dad's mission to protect you and your heart. And boys, this will make sense to you when you be a father and have a daughter of your.
- They have that softer side that every girl needs.
While a hug from mom is excellent, there is nothing like seeing your dad beyond his hard exterior. I saw my dad completely differently after he gave an address at my high school graduation party and cried. It was at this moment that I realized that I had been his only priority. He must come off as the tough guy, particularly when someone makes us upset, but when it comes to our needs, he is always there with a bear hug along with a shoulder to cry on.
- They explain sports without making us feel stupid.
I just don't understand sports. When I'm watching a football or hockey game with my guy friends, full of soda and hot wings, I hate having to pretend that I know what's going on and feeling that my mouth is on fire. (Why do guys like things so spicy anyways?) Anytime I ask what's happening, I get some lame answer or perhaps an eye roll, indicating that I actually am that stupid with regards to sports. When I watch sports with my father, however, he always explains what's going on, and even gives me a little nudge when it's time to cheer.
- They tell the worst, yet the best jokes all simultaneously.
While Dad's jokes would have been totally embarrassing at the class Christmas party in fifth grade, I personally feel proud telling his bad jokes to my buddies. I feel like I'm bragging about a really funny friend that i am close with that they don't know. Certainly one of my favorite jokes of his takes place every time we drive past among those creepy adult marts. He always says, “Have you heard they are having a sale? Men's pants are half off!” (Cue awkward laughter, but then realize that that's actually pretty clever.)
- They encourage us to take risks, and even end up on our adventures themselves sometimes.
Our dads encourage us to leave our comfort zones, take on new challenges, and follow our dreams. They convey out our adventurous sides, and will even come along for the ride sometimes. I never thought that I could run 5 miles, or like sushi, or major in journalism, but my father was there through it all, constantly pushing me to test new things.
My dad says that I've taught him a lot, but he has no idea what I've learned from him. I have my dad to thank for the person I'm today. He introduced me to all of the things that have become a part of my identity. So Dad, if you are reading this, thank you. Thank you for showing me a whole world of opportunities, and for holding my hand the entire time. I am eternally grateful for those that you do and all that you've helped me become. Thank you.
