Most fathers don't see the war within the daughter, her struggles with conflicting images of the idealized and flawed father, her temptation both to retreat to Daddy's lap and protection and to push out of his embrace to that of beau and the world beyond home. ~~ Victoria Secunda
Another August 26, Dad's second birthday since he died in July 2009. Still miss him, still realizing all the deep ways in which he very quietly and confidently imprinted me. As the oldest and a girl, I wasn't always quite sure of my way for this was a time in which the role of women was starting to change. Pre-Title 9. He encouraged education and involvement for me and all my sibs, but there is that strange push me-pull me between dads and daughters as the quote suggests.
My dad loved me. Of that I have no doubt. What a gift. The only thing I could think of as a thank-you was to give a brief eulogy during his service. He was a master speaker in business and foremost fan of every speech I practiced for Student Council or sophomore speech classes. Here is my eulogy; focusing on this helped to get me through your loss - thanks again Dad.
