Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Daddy's Love

One of the things I love to do each night is to tuck my baby girl in. 


She just can't go to bed without me doing it and sometimes I think it's one of her favorite rituals.


I've been doing it since she was small so she is both accustomed to and expects me to tuck her in. In fact, if I haven't tucked her in, she will get out of her bed, come find me and ask me to do it. Tonight, I heard her footsteps coming near me while I was talking to a friend on the phone. 


My baby had on my favorite shirt that says "My heart belongs to my daddy." 


She came up to me with a needy undertone in her voice.
"Dad, I'm ready to go to bed, could you please come tuck me in?"  


I immediately excused myself from the phone and went to give her my kisses and I love yous.


Sometimes I hear pain in her voice, and, even though I don't react angrily to many of the things I hear from her, I pray for my daughter because I know that many times she
gets caught in the middle of this situation. Even at 10, she knows I have her
best interest at heart, so, when she comes to me at night and asks me to tuck
her in, I know that is who she is when she doesn't feel the pressure to be different.
Right then and there I know that she knows I love her, she sees me as her protector
and I know she needs me just as much as I need her to know I would do anything to
keep her from feeling the pain she has to feel when there's a tug-of-war for her affections.


I open doors for her because I want her to know how things should be so when she sees something different later on, she'll know something's wrong.


One day, my sister took her to gymnastics for me (she takes her for me on Mondays so she can get there early and I meet them there), and, when I pulled up, my daughter stayed in the car. She turned her head and smiled; then, told my sister "We can just sit here. Don't worry, he's gonna get out and come and open my door." She knows me so well.


Through my actions, I try to help my daughter know how important she is to me. She has to know that a man should earn her affections. I'm trying to set her expectations high. In fact, a man who doesn't show her the love and respect she deserves and can't invest in her doesn't deserve her. I even give her flowers for her birthday and Valentines Day gifts, so that when knuckleheads try to win her over with things, she won't be easily impressed because her dad did it first. I want her to understand that these things should be done unconditionally. They should always be done and, if they're not, something is wrong.


At ten years old, she already knows how valuable she is to me. It is my hope that being a father who loves his daughter and shows her affection will help her become a well-rounded woman who is able to fulfill her purpose and expect the best out of life.

Monday, December 27, 2010

The Purpose of the Blog

I want to take the time to thank all of you who have began following my blog.

I can't believe the flood of responses I have received! I am both intrigued and disappointed.

So I guess now is a good time to reiterate the purpose of this blog:

Although I understand that not everyone will agree with my perspective, I would hope that, those of you who have a personal issue with me or my situation would refrain from using my blog to air out personal comments or issues pertaining to my court case, my strained relationship with my ex and/or my relationship with my children.

Don't get me wrong, I do welcome commentary; however, let's keep comments limited to the primary topic of discussion. In the end, keep in mind that it is more important that I am able to have a venue to tell my story so that others are blessed and healed. I did not start this blog to malign my ex or portray her in a negative light. Instead, I started it, again, to tell my story.

Finally, I would like to assure those of you who do not have a personal connection to my story that this is a safe place to express your opinions about the different things you see in my story that you may identify with. Please take the time to comment and follow. I hope that the recent barrage of negative comments will not discourage your from doing so.

Thanks again for reading, following and taking interest in my story. I hope that somehow it is a blessing to you!

Sincerely,

David Monroe