When my daughters were born I realized my mission as a dad was suddenly a lot more dynamic than I’d imagined it would be. While I’ve always respected and gotten along with women, and felt that I understand them pretty well (as best I can, being a man) raising girls was a reality I hadn’t considered.
There’s been plenty published by authorities on the subject of the effect and influence fathers in particular have on daughters. I’ve taken a lot of that information to heart. But when I see either of my girls, all those ideas and concepts and philosophies boil down to this:
I want to teach my girls to be thoughtful, grounded, strong, resilient, loving, and fearless. When they set their mind to something, I don’t want anything but their level of desire, ability, and commitment to be a barrier to realizing their goals and being true to what they believe.
I want their true selves to shine through, to be just what they discover themselves to be, where their dreams are their only limitation. As they grow into women, I want them to feel they are always supported to be who they truly are, the best they can be.
It starts with me to help them shine.