I used to get slightly jealous if she listened to him quicker than me, or behaved differently around daddy. Now I appreciate the differences in our relationships. There are tactics Erik uses with her that would never work if I did them. I have my ways. He has his (which she seems to like better). And that’s okay. Annoying at times… but it’s okay!
I was a hardcore daddy’s girl growing up. No one could separate us. We were two peas in a pod (is that how the saying goes?). I no longer have a relationship with my father. Occasionally I think back on the good times I shared with my dad when I watch Erik and Aria together.
I would get depressed when I thought about those times. Those memories reminded me of how distant my father and I are now. But then I remember what was meant for evil turned out to be for my good (Genesis 50:20). I’m still scarred, but I’m a stronger woman because of that whole ordeal. I’m a better wife and mother because of it too.
I no longer dwell on the unfortunate part of our relationship. I try to hold onto the good of what my father and I did have because that part, although tainted now, was beautiful. So I’m thankful, because it’s a testimony that I hope to share someday.
Aria is such a daddy’s girl and that doesn’t scare me anymore. My relationship, or lack thereof, with my father shouldn’t interfere with how phenomenal their relationship is. I won’t rob Aria of that because of my experience. Not all dads are alike, and that is a good thing.
Erik is the best father I could ask for. I often sit back and just think about how blessed Aria and I are to have him. He’s changed our lives for the better. They have some exciting adventures up ahead. I know this is the start of something beautiful.
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