Friday, November 28, 2008

Daddy's Little Girl

I know that nobody probably gets on here anymore, but I wanted to post this anyway. For those of you that might get on here and might begin to wonder, I will go ahead and answer this question right up front so no one becomes shocked or alarmed. No, I am not getting married right now or anytime soon, so when I say that I am going to read this at my wedding one day, I don't want everyone to start gasping and getting worried. No, I'm planning on finishing college before I get married, and as I am currently boyfriendless, there is no actual possibility. :)

I might have promised that I would never leave you. Perhaps I even said I would marry you. Now, you hear another man’s name on my lips. Now you tense up when I say I love him. Your eyes are pained with loss. Perhaps you are afraid of being replaced in my affections by this other man. You think perhaps you have been put in second place behind this other man, and you wonder about all those promises I made years ago of never loving anyone but you. Maybe I did, and I was being completely truthful. I never loved any other man but you…until now. Your eyes dim as you hear me speak his name in glowing terms. You hate the thought of me leaving you, but that is what’s going to happen. You always knew this day would come, and now that you see it happening, you dread my absence. Somehow, it slipped up on you. The days turned into weeks then to months, and the months turned into years. The years flew by so fast you almost didn’t notice that the day was soon approaching. You almost didn’t see that sparkle in my eyes, or hear that love song I was humming. You began to notice that I didn’t spend as much time with you, and that I was now spending time with some “horrible boy,” but by then, it was too late. I had fallen in love with that boy, and there was nothing you could do to change my heart. But knowing you, you will still give him a handshake and a pat on the back and welcome him to the family. After all, he will be your new son someday soon. How is it that Daddy’s little girl grew up? What happened to all the pigtails and nursery rhymes, the butterfly kisses and story times? What about the toys and the laughter, the joy and the happily-ever-afters? What about Daddy’s little princess? How was her heart stolen by some unworthy fairy-tale prince? You will miss me, there is no doubt, but you will be happy for me. I know you. You will mask your emotions, but you will gracefully hand me over to the “other man” who stole my heart away from you. I will still cry when you are sad, and I will pray for you when you are down. I will laugh at your jokes, and I will smile at your stories just as I did before. Because even though my heart belongs to someone else now, I will always be Daddy’s little girl.

5 comments:

Amanda S. said...

That was absolutely beautiful, Amy. Your daddy will, undoubtedly, cry when you read that at your wedding. It's great.

Rissy08 said...

Hey Amy. I just found your blog. This is Rissy. Hope your doing good!

Madam Marjorie said...

SNIFF sweet...

Amy Weddle said...

Hey Marjie! What is your blog address so I can visit you!

Madam Marjorie said...

hey! sorry it took forever and an eon for me to find that comment! um, it's closed, so I'll have to send you an invite...I'll get right on it! love ya!