My Daughter Told Me I’m The Only Boy She Will Ever Love

Norah (7) told me that I’m the only boy she will ever love. As her father, I want to believe this. I honestly do.

She was in my lap at the time, her arms around my neck. I didn’t know what to say. I never do in situations like this. It was pretty sweet. But at the same time I know she isn’t going to feel this way forever.

“You will find someone that you love more than me, I’m sure of it.”

She shook her head.

“No,” I said. “You will. I’m sure of it. And that’s okay. It happens. I just hope you find someone better than me. Someone a little smarter. A little taller. Someone who makes more money and is better educated. Someone sweeter.”

I smiled down at her, and winked.

“No boy is better than you,” she said.

I laughed a little, because I knew it wasn’t true.

“I’ll just find someone that’s better than me,” she said.

She smiled like what she’d said was certainly the right answer.

It was then that I shook my head.

“No.” I said, “That’s the last thing I want you to look for.”

I stopped talking for a moment because I didn’t know how to say what I was thinking in a way she’d understand. Situations like this are probably the hardest for me as a father.

She kept looking at me. Waiting for an answer.

Finally I said, “Marriage isn’t about finding someone who’s better than you. It’s about someone who complements you. I want you to find someone who cares about you as much as they do themselves. I want you to find a partner.”

I’m not sure if she understand exactly what I was saying. But what I do know is that she snuggled up a little closer to me, and hugged me a little tighter.


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