After getting off the phone with my dad after an hour and a half long conversation, my friend laughed, asking me what the heck we were talking about for that long. After replying, "I don't know...I guess just a bit of everything" she laughed again saying, 'Wow Han, you're such a daddy's girl!"

The term "Daddy's Girl" has two very different definitions attached to it. The first deals with a girl whose particularly fond of, or attached to, her father. This definition, I agree with. However, in today's society, there's a totally opposing definition. "Daddy's girls" are entitled, spoiled, and can do nothing on their own. People these days seem to be leaning towards the second definition, and if this is the case, I'll refuse the title. It would be an insult to my dad. Being a totally dependent ditz counters everything that my dad (and my mom!) tries to teach me on the daily.

I call my dad very often-not because I'm dependent on him-but because I love talking to him. Daddy's girls are known only to talk to their dads when they need help. They know their dad is wrapped around their finger and will always do anything needed to help them out of a sticky situation. I do ask my dad for help and advice often, but not because I'm hoping he'll save me, but rather for him to guide me. I ask him because he is wiser than me, stronger than me, and more experienced than me. And, I know he always has my best interests in mind.

According to the new definition, "daddy's girls" can get away with murder because they are completely spoiled and dad will bend over backward to satisfy their every whim. Yes, my dad spoils me. He has a hard time saying "no." But, I would never walk all over him, nor would he let me. He's not afraid to tell me when I'm being foolish. He's not afraid to tell me to "grow up and act my age." He's not afraid to hurt my feelings. I respect my dad very much.

I remember a time when I was almost always arguing with my dad. It's crazy to think how hurtful one can be to the people they care about the most. Looking back, I could kick myself for being so unappreciative and disrespectful. Now, I see how it brought us closer. It brought one of the most stubborn, hardheaded, and hardhearted person to her knees, as she realized the unfailing and undying love that her dad had, and still has, for her.

I know my dad loves and cares for me. Daily, he pushes me to be a better person. Constantly, he sets an example for me. My dad is hard working, honorable, protective, ridiculously funny, lighthearted, and incredibly smart. I hope calling me his daughter brings him half as much happiness as it brings me to call him my dad.

I won't consider myself a "daddy's girl" by today's terms because my dad is so much more than a "daddy" to me. He's one of my best friends, my therapist and counselor, my adventure buddy, and my go-to person for a smile and a good laugh- the kind that makes your stomach hurt from laughing so hard.

Dad, your piece of produce loves you. No matter how old I grow to be, I'll always be your little girl.