is for Daughters
I had a teacher in high school that had three daughters. During a parent teacher conference he was talking to my dad about having daughters. He joking said that they drive him crazy and he put a ladder under their window so they could run away if they wanted.
I often wondered what my dad thought about having so many daughters. When he met my mother she had 5 children from a previous marriage. Three of those five children were girls. It didn’t matter to him. He was willing to help my mother take care of her three daughters and be the father figure they so desperately needed.
Yet, I don’t think that he knew that he and my mother together would have 4 more kids of their own and in that four, three would be daughters.
I know there were times he loathed having to deal with boyfriends and standing in line at Walgreens holding a Jumbo pack of sanitary napkins. I know we caused a lot of sleepless nights of worrying after one of us missed curfew or when an abusive boyfriend attacked us. (That was me by the way. I had an abusive boyfriend in high school).
Yet my dad always knew that his daughters would always protect him when he needed them to. When my mom died, his daughters were there to rally around him and take care of him. . My dad had a fleet of daughters that handled everything even raising money for the funeral (They were didn’t have enough money to get life insurance) right down to writing the obituary and getting her dressed and ready for her home going.
After that we did and have done everything we could to take care of him. . It seems like that is the rule. Daughters protect their daddies and they are there for them. My dad was a very good man and he showed me what a real man looked like. He set the bar and hoped that we would find a husband that would exceed that.
So, I did just that. I found an amazing husband and my father thinks he is amazing. He said he sleeps well at night knowing I am married to him. My husband who grew up with mainly his mother and sister didn’t think he would have all girls. He assumed there would be at least one boy in the bunch.
Nope. Didn’t happen.
We have three beautiful girls and on holidays when his mom and sister come to visit, he will be surrounded by women.
I told him it was a blessing to have daughters. I told him has three daughters that will no doubt take care of him. Okay, I only guarantee one daughter that will take care of him. The jury is still out on the last two. But no matter what they will always love their daddy and because of him will no doubt find amazing men to marry that will exceed their own father’s greatness.
That might be hard for them, now that I think about it. Their daddy set the bar extremely high.