I'm The Girl Who Will Always Be Daddy's Little Girl, And Proud Of It

I'm The Girl Who Will Always Be Daddy's Little Girl, And Proud Of It

Even though my puppy dog face didn't work 100% of the time, thank you for the times it did.

An open letter from the girl who will always be daddy's little girl,

I've always been known to be daddy's little girl, even as I grew older he still always told me I will forever be his little girl. Through every little fight and argument, he will always see me as his little girl.

We've had our fair share of fights, but we've always worked it out, whether that took minutes or months - we have always figured it out. This article is for you and how I'm forever thankful to be daddy's little girl.

Thank you for always supporting me... Through everything I've always wanted to do, you always supported me. You never let me say the words "I can't" because you always believed I could. Even when I didn't make the best decisions, you let me learn from them and if I ever needed help, you are always there to give me advice.

Thank you for being my number one fan... You came to watch every one of my sports games possible and always cheered me on and were usually the loudest one there. You always get excited when seeing me do good at games or even on my worst days you kept my head high. You always told me where I could improve my weaknesses and told me about my strengths.

Thank you for never being disappointed in me... Even though I didn't make the best decisions when I was younger, you never said, "I told you so." Thank you for always talking through it with me to help me make better decisions for my future.

Thank you for the best of both worlds... Whether we were outside fishing or doing whatever, you always saw me as your little princess. You showed me how to grab a fish even when I was scared to and you even showed me how to shoot a gun. You treated me like I was one of the boys with getting down and dirty to being a princess watching me get dressed up for special events.

Thank you for making sure I was always happy... Whenever I was down, you were there to make sure my tiara didn't fall. You always worked your butt off to support me and made sure I always had what I needed. Even though my puppy dog face didn't work 100% of the time, thank you for the times it did.

Thank you for helping me grow but still be your little girl... 20 years later and you always will say I'm your little girl. Thank you for letting me grow and helping me to do so, making my own decisions, learn from my mistakes, and how to be the best me possible.

Thank you, Dad, for everything you've done for me and will continue to do for me. It will always mean the world to me.

I love you always xoxo,

Your little girl

Cover Image Credit: Personal Photo

Popular Right Now

I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.


Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

Related Content

Connect with a generation
of new voices.

We are students, thinkers, influencers, and communities sharing our ideas with the world. Join our platform to create and discover content that actually matters to you.

Learn more Start Creating

A Goodbye Letter To My Best Friend

You'll always be my puppy.


Dear Lexie,

I grew up with you, and then I watched you grow old. For 14 years you loved our family and greeted us each morning with your puppy smile. I'll never forget those first few years of life with you.

As you and your playful soul grew, so did my love for you. I have memory upon memory of you romping around on the carpet in our living room, eagerly seeking to engage us in a playful endeavor. Your tail would wag and your tongue would flop as you ran around in circles sharing your unbridled joy with us all. I'd then find one of your many toys and send it careening through air for you to dash across the living room in a tizzy.

As you continued to grow, so did your excitement and optimism for new feats of playfulness. Even in the sweltering heat of July, you would tear across the backyard in search of lost toys and a space to play. You'd run circles non-stop and I could never keep up with you! But as soon as both of us were tired, a nice swim would cool us both down. I would sit on the pool stairs next to you, both of us drenched after a dip, and just listen to you pant away while you still held your puppy smile. You were satisfied with yet another day filled with laughter, play, and companionship.

Even in your youth, you still had your moments of love and calm. I can remember the days when we would all sit as a family watching TV and you would sit quietly at our feet. Then when the time came, you would come and rest your head on the empty seat next to me and give me those big old puppy dog eyes. You always wanted to sit on the couch, and I always eventually caved. A quick two slaps on the seat and you would enthusiastically jump on to comfortably join me.

And the one thing I'll never forget about you Lexie was your insatiable hunger! Scores of cakes and cookies left on the kitchen counter were lost to you over the years. And even after a day of looting, you'd come to us at the kitchen table to rest your head on my leg to beg for more food (and once more I couldn't resist).

As you got on in age, you began to grow a white beard which stood out on your chocolate fur. You were no longer running around as frequently as you once had, but you still had every desire to play. But the one thing that never disappeared was that beautiful puppy smile. And so as I write this goodbye to you on February 2nd of 2019, I want you to know that we all love and miss you. You were a beacon of hope for our family, and you never let your ailments dampen your wonderful spirit. I'll never forget you or the times we had. I know now that you can finally steal all the cookies and cakes you want! While today might have been sad, I will forever remember all the joy you brought to us. Here's to you Lexie, my best friend of 14 years. I hope one day I can see your puppy smile once more.



Related Content

Facebook Comments