Dads, Daughters, and a Bit of Weirdness

As Father's Day was nearing, I kept seeing this video posted on my Facebook timeline. Not gonna lie, I find this video and others like it to be quite disturbing...and creepy. Then there are the incredibly strange photos of fathers and daughters taken at Purity Balls. Whoa!  Have you seen those???? Does this bother anyone else??? This stuff literally makes my skin crawl, people. Seriously. Just weird.

A few rather random thoughts on this...

I love my dad. He's always been a constant in my life, there with caring, support and encouragement even when we might disagree (to be honest, this can be quite often). I've never doubted my dad's love and affection for me and am so thankful for the unconditional love that both he and my mom always bestow on my kids. My parents are huggers, bless their hearts. :)  BUT when I hear people say things like, "You'll always be her first love," when talking about fathers/daughters, it just feels wrong. I recall clearly my first love. Those feelings I had for Alan White in 5th grade in no way resemble the love I have for my daddy, and are ABSOLUTELY not the same love I have for the hubby. If it was, I think we'd all agree, that would be icky. 

Dads don't date their daughters. They parent them. They love them unconditionally. They affirm them, firmly instilling self worth and self esteem, encouraging them to follow their dreams. They play and laugh with them. They take time to listen without judgement. They protect and cherish, and teach their daughters how to take care of themselves. They are dads, fathers. They aren't lovers or boyfriends. They are parents.

Stop it with the weirdness. Enough already.

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