Saturday, March 10, 2012
But I quickly learned something that I was completely unaware of, which is that a girl's love for her father can be a very sweet and special thing. My ex-wife, even after our breakup, would say with a laugh, "These girls think their daddy hung the moon."
This past week, I was talking with a friend who wanted to complain and commiserate about teenage daughters - how much they've changed for the worse since becoming teens. I listened to him and sympathized, but I don't share his feelings at all. Yes, they're growing and changing and figuring out who they are - and that's not always an easy process. Yes, they have their own private lives, and there are things that they'd rather die a thousand deaths than discuss with me. But it's still a special and very sweet relationship, and deep down inside, part of them will always be my little girl.
I now look back at my initial panic and smile at how little I knew.
All of which is a long-winded introduction for my "dash of happy" song of the week - John Mayer's "Daughters."