Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Home Is Where The Heart Is and Will Always Be




Home Is Where the Heart Is And Will Always Be


I have never been a daddy’s girl. He has hardly been there for me. He did not attend my plays, my graduation, or my wedding. When I asked him why, he only said that he did not like being around a lot of people. I accepted this. I understood that parents and their children do not always get along, but at that young age I automatically assumed that it was indeed an unwritten rule. We have not always gotten along or spoken much. I know that he has always loved me and vice versa. I just thought that he was a stubborn old man and that he would never change. However, he did change when I told him that I was carrying his grandchild.

Suddenly things changed between us. We would talk and actually do things together. We would cook together, have deep conversations, and spend time together. I did not take a minute of this time for granted. I had finally turned into a daddy’s girl and I realized what I had missed out on. Well there was no time to waste because there was a million and one things that I wanted to do with my daddy. I knew that he was not going to be around forever so I better cherish every minute with him that I had.

After the birth of my daughter, my daddy was most helpful! He knew that I was a first time mommy, with a deployed husband, and a college student which left me with barely any free time. He would get up early and clean the bottles, baby-sit, and he loved that baby with every ounce of his being. I loved that he loved her like that. I had never seen his eyes as bright as they were when he looked upon her. I had never felt as whole, as loved, and as happy as I did at that moment. My life never seemed as perfect as it was then.

I noticed that something was wrong with my daddy when he began to rapidly lose weight and his muscles began to deteriorate. Not long after my daughter was born, my daddy was diagnosed with lung and brain cancer. The doctors estimated that he would only have one-three years left to live.

When my mama told me that my daddy had cancer, I ran and hugged him and we cried together. For the first time in a long time he said, “I love you.” Every since then we tell each other that we love the other every day.

This opened my eyes. Even though my daddy and I have not always gotten along, I realized that I loved him no matter what had happened in the past. My daddy and I are only human and people are allowed to make mistakes. I realized that I had been silly when I was upset about him not attending all of these important events that have occurred in my life, but he was always there for me at home. Home is where the heart is.

We have forgiven each other for being so distant and we have decided that what has happened in the past should stay there, where it belongs. Even though I have forgiven him, I will never forget how our relationship was before I had my daughter. I know now that my daddy has always loved me and he would do anything for me and I the same for him. I must say that now I am most definitely a daddy’s girl. I can not imagine my life without him and I know that soon it is going to become a reality. Love is love; it is something that will be with you forever no matter the circumstances.

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