Strength of his youth

A father is neither an anchor to hold us back nor a sail to take us there, but a guiding light whose love shows us the way.

You know fathers and their daughters? Yes, this is practically my paps and I. We have this unique relationship that literally no one can get in between. He is the one man who has had my heart since day one. My mother calls me the strength of my father’s youth. And I couldn’t agree more.

We have always been close and even when we do not agree on things, our relationship has never been compromised. I am now out of the house and I miss my old man so much. Looking back however, I am proud of the woman I am because my father pushed me and made me go for my dreams.

Every night growing up, I would always sit on my daddy’s lap as we watched telly or said our night prayers. The same question he would ask every night was, “how was your day?” Here I would talk about my day in detail. Who bullied me. Which boy winked at me. How much we needed to pay for a school trip. Or like another time, when a teacher asked me what was wrong with me simply because I have two English names and no name from my ethnic community (I was so hurt btw).

He would always go out of his way to make sure I was comfortable. Like the incident I just mentioned about being asked why I had two English names, he showed up in school just to see the teacher who had asked me that. And my school trips, no matter how high the cost would be, he ensured he paid for me among the first so that at least I would get into the bus as the first and select where I wanted to sit. When I told him about a specific boy who used to bully me, he was like, ”maybe he just likes you.”

When it came to being disciplined, he would do it in the most subtle way. He never wanted me to misbehave especially in public. There was a time he took me to the lavatory just to spank me because I was misbehaving in church.

And in terms of relationships. My father has been an example of what I look for in a partner. Every time I hear stereotypes talking of how all men are the same, I’m usually like, “You haven’t met my dad.” He treats my mother like a queen. The way he has taken care of her since the day they have gotten married to date, is a true example of what kind of man he is. Looking at the kind of man he is, I have always envisioned the qualities my hubby should possess and my standards too (so dear future husband…)

He may not be very rich but he has always made sure whatever I need, he provides. Remember the article I did on sponsers and sponserees? I recently declined an offer. When the man asked why, I simply said, “Daddy didn’t raise this girl to be a side dish.” It may have been rude, but it worked.

Behind every great daughter is a truly amazing dad.

Daddy, you have shown me what real love is. You have always been there for me, shown me the way, corrected me when I erred, been my biggest fan, my supporter and my critic. What would life be without you? I love you always.

I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.

Strength of his youth

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4 thoughts on “Strength of his youth

  1. wow! So true. That is the man I married and would marry again and again!
    A great dad to our kids indeed.

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