Tuesday, June 18, 2013

My Father.

I want you to think about the movies you've seen in your life time.
In most movies people see there is always a spot in said movie that extracts an emotion from you. Something that hits you dead in the chest, makes your mouth fly open, gets you teary eyed, gets you bawling, etc. There is always a moment like that in movies- good movies anyways.

It has been a while since I had a moment like that when watching a movie. Where I got hit dead in the chest by the actors emotion, or a line, or a certain scene; it will make me remember that specific moment for days.

I've found that most of the scenes that do this to me are scenes with a father figure or losing someone very important to the main characters life.

No, I don't have Daddy issues. No, I personally have never lost someone incredibly important to me by death. However each time scenes with someone dying, especially a father figure, I'm gone. The movie will officially bring me to tears and I will be lost in its emotions.

I recently saw a movie where a father figure dies and it has gotten me thinking about my own relationship with my father and how I would feel if my father was taken away from my life instantaneously.

I have to say, like most it would be incredibly hard to deal with. My father, though he doesn't think so, is a major influence on my life. His approval and love is something I will constantly strive for. My father is someone whose opinion matters to me more than anything in the world.

The sky could be falling, the world could be ending, the zombie apocalypse could be in full swing and the person I would look to would be my father.

I get a new dress for a dance or a fancy occasion, the first person I ask to see if I look okay is my father.

The moment I cannot wait for beyond any other is the day I get married; not because of the fact that I will be getting married, but because it will be the day my father will be walking me down the isle in a dress he approves of. The day I will be having my awaited Father/Daughter dance at the reception of my wedding. I look forward to those moments more than any other moments in my life.


Without my father, I would not be the person I am today. He has helped form me into the strong adult woman I am. He has helped me realize how strong I really am. How smart I really am. How incredibly loved I really am.

Though there are moments where my dad and I don't see eye to eye, I will never, NEVER in a million, billion, infinity years hate him. I could never hate the man who made me raise my standards for all other men. I could never hate the man who showed me what it was like to be strong and courageous. I could never hate the man who showed me what it was like to be Catholic.

Though he doesn't believe it, I could never hate my dad.

I love you Dad.


Thanks for reading.

Godspeed <3

Cinderella- Steven Curtis Chapman

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