I am a daddy’s girl. I always have been. I remember as a young girl thinking I wanted to marry someone just like my father. He is the best man I have ever known.
Well, about a month ago I went on a date. He is a fireman for Plano. Now when he walked in and I saw him I actually started laughing. This guy was handsome . . I mean drop dead, should be on one of those fireman calendars, goregous. We had a nice time and some great conversation and seemed to really hit it off. But for some reason I was not “attracted” to him. I kept wondering what was wrong with me? We continued to talk for a week or so but I just did not want to go back out with him.
Then one night I was going through some boxes in my closet and came across some pictures from when I was a little girl. There was one of me and my daddy. It suddenly hit me . . . Mr. Fireman looked exactly like my father when he was in his 30’s. They had the same build, hair, eyes and smile. It was scary how much they looked alike. That is when I realized why I was drawn to him, but wasn’t attracted to him .
So I think a lot of little girls want to marry someone who is like their father . . . but doesn’t look like them. Or at least this daddy’s girl doesn’t.
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