There is something different about a girl who has been raised by both her parents. I have heard this said by many men in my life and have seen how this is true. Luckily I have been raised with both my parents who have been together going on 40 years this December. While having both of them in my life is a huge blessing, their is something special about a girl who has been raised with her dad. My dad literally supports any crazy scheme or plan I come up with for my life. His support is unwavering and he encourages any talent he sees or does not see and I think I see within me.
As a kid my dad enrolled me in Piano classes and walked me to them every single day after school. I excelled and won every competition I entered. My siblings and I convinced my parents that we could not live without a pool in our backyard and boom– my parents added a pool. My dad and I especially loved to swim together. I took to swimming instantly, because dad taught me and I immediately wanted to take the swimming test at the YMCA the following summer. Well, I passed the child and adult test and although I did not know it my dad was in the stands that day instead of going to work. At the end of the test I raised my head out of the water and heard some loud guy hollering in the stands, and it was my dad cheering for me. I can literally still see him in my mind as I am typing this.
Then there was my birthday in the second grade….my dad had a jumbo bag of popcorn and balloons delivered to me as a surprise! And did I mention that he would take my sister and I to 31 flavors for ice cream on the hot days after school? He would sometimes sneak us to Tito’s Tacos (much to the anger of my mother) after school. In the kitchen, I cooked with him because he said I had to learn just in case I married a man who did not know how to cook. And every night before school, my dad had us pick out our outfits we would wear the next day, so he could iron them for us.