"Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express."
--Joseph Addison
When I was a little girl in our church we would have an annual overnight "daddy/daughter" camp out. My dad has five daughters, four of us still on this Earth. My some of my favorite memories involve him packing up to go to this -- with four little girls. Other families were there yes but all I can say is this ...my dad was/is a very brave man.
Other memories I have are as in the Alan Jackson song Drive. Every time I see this video I think of my dad -- we did exactly that; pack up his old white truck and drive it off to the dump while he let me drive while sitting in his lap [the leather seat was hot on my legs, I was a girly girl and often wore those frilly dresses]. I had to be very young then, but I remember it.
I was also in the little miss pageant when I was a little girl. I am thinking I was five or six? Not sure. But I remember this event too from what seemed like the llllooonnnnggg walk from the hotel to where the pageant was at [it was just across the lawn in the same hotel but it seemed so very far]. There is a picture in my mother's hall of my dad posing with me and my crown when I became a 'finalist' in the event. That picture too, is one of my fondest memories.
He taught me to swim [jumped in the lake/pool after me many times], he taught me to ride a bike, [cuts and bruises and crocodile tears, oh my] he taught me to drive. He is still a big part of my life and a hero to me. He still gets silly with me and when I am at his house I am still his little girl. We are 'night owls' together. If I am at his house he will be up at 2 a.m. with me making grill cheese sandwiches. I love my dad. "I am a princess" to him. I want to be like him, I still say that, at 30 something years old today.
Is Mara your little girl? Are you her daddy or mommy? Yes I want her but more I want a family for her and for her to have beautiful memories like these. Thank you all for coming here, and for caring, and for passing word of her on.
En Nanbana Pola Yarum Illa Song
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