One of the few things I’ve ever ALWAYS been is my parents’ daughter. I know y’all are sitting there going, “Adoy, Heather!” but I just had that realization hit me yesterday. I have been a lot of things in my life, but one of the only constants has been being a daughter. Think about it: it’s the first real relationship anyone ever really has. It’s where we learn most of the things we really carry with us in the core of who we are. I have learned so many things through being my parents’ child, and I could not be more thankful for them!
- When your dad says don’t pierce your bellybutton, he’s not just trying to ruin your life. When I was in high school I was hell bent on getting my navel pierced. I told my parents every day leading up to THE DAY that I was going to do it, and every time they both swore they wouldn’t talk to me if I did it. THE DAY came, I got it pierced, I came home and showed it to them and got the silent treatment for a little while. But that’s not what I’m here to tell you guys; what I’m here to tell you is that they were right. I shouldn’t have pierced it…I got tired of it after about 2 years and now (although not as bad as many I’ve seen) post-pregnancy there’s a little saggy weird thing in the middle of my bellybutton from where to piercing was. So sometimes parents are right. Sometimes 😉
- Parents will surprise you. This is another one that really shouldn’t be a surprise. I mean, parents are humans too you know? But not really because they’re PARENTS. Like the time my incredibly patient mom caused me to run in the house declaring that I would never drive with her again (I was 16; go figure) or the time that I laid rubber at a stop sign in front of a policeman and my dad didn’t yell (maybe because I was already crying?) or just the times that you just KNOW YOU KNOW THEM and they pull a switcharoo on you. Love it!
- Being a daughter is a forever thing. I’m 29 years old and just as much my parents’ daughter as I was when I was 5. They still worry about me, love me, teach me new things and encourage me. And you know what? I love it. I will forever be their kiddo!
- They will always be the voice in my head. The encouragement, the strength, the passion, all of it. All of the things I think and do are somehow rooted in who my parents have always been to me. How they treated me and loved me and disciplined me. All I have to say is thank goodness I have such awesome parents. Guess that gives you a hint of how awesome my internal voice is, huh? 😉
- I hope I can love Wes as well as they have loved me. That one sentence says it all. I love them and I am so blessed to be their daughter!
Awww this is so sweet 🙂 It sounds like you’re really close with your parents, just like I am. I talk to my Mom at least once every day, and see her at least once a week. And I work with my Dad! I wouldn’t change it for the world. I can truly say that they are two of my absolute best friends. I tell them everything, and they share with me. We have so much and never stop laughing. I can’t believe how lucky I was to get such awesome parents. I guess you’re one of the lucky ones, too!
i love this, and yes, i’ve learned the same! being a daughter is a huge blessing. I am a daddy’s girl and I am so grateful for that bond!
I know just what you mean…at 29, I’m still my parents’ little girl – in a good way! 🙂
What a sweet post. My parents are my rock and I am so grateful that I live mere minutes from them. I don’t know how people can live in different cities than their parents. I am way too attached to mine and thankfully Keith loves them and they love Keith. It’s a win win.
Love this post! What a great tribute to your parents! And you represent their love so well :). Love you!
I LOVE this fully! …..I’m sure your parents were grinning ear to ear when they read this. I adore your prespective and I’m always trying to tell my students (I’m a teacher) things like this about their parents. “For real kids, your parents really love you…… and you may not want to admit it but they are ALWAYS right- yep, always. Mark my words…..”
So sweet. I dont care how old I get, I will always be my mom’s little girl and will let her treat me like one 😉
I might shoot you an email soon because every time I spend some time at home and then have to head back to the West Coast, I get all homesick and weepy and wonder why God has me living so far away from them and in a place that I don’t feel like I should be. Maybe you can point me to some good Scripture. Anyways, I’ll email you!
Sounds great! I’ll look for it 🙂
I have a saggy little weird thing in the middle of my belly button too. Shoot.
Sounds so attractive, right? 😉
Yea, #1….I can totally relate. #ughishouldhavelistened
Such a sweet post, though. I pray that what I’ve learned being a daughter, I can pass on at least half of it to our child. So much pressure!
Love this– the first is a gem!!