I’m my father’s daughter.
We don’t look that similar; the only feature I inherited from him was my hair (which, thank you). My nose, my eyes, my freckles– all my mom.
As far as personality goes? All him.
We’re quiet people. After my sister moved out and it was just and him (and my cat, Ziggy), the house was so quiet. It’s so nice to sit in silence with someone and still feel close. I also got my dad into scented candles (Yankee Candle is very important to me), so our house always smelled like fall. Yeah, even in the summer. Hey, I like what I like. His love of history I got too, though he probably forced his hand with that one. Every night we would watch the nightly news (David Muir is our favorite), then Wheel of Fortune, and Jeopardy to round things out.
I inherited some of his bad habits, too. Not great with the whole “expressing your feelings” thing.
I meet a lot of people with bad relationship with their fathers and nothing could make me sadder. My dad is a cool guy and I wish I could share my experience growing up with him (he did kind of adopt my best friend). More than anyone, he tells me what I need to hear when I’m complaining. He believes in tough love and doesn’t hesitate to tell me to just deal with the problems I’ve made for myself. But when I really need it he’s there with a hug, and the fact that he doesn’t give them out often makes them more significant.
He’s a total softie on the inside though. His favorite movies are Spirited Away and Up.
Speaking of favorite movies. He says something to me, everytime I go off with reluctance (work, the SATs, a boring social experience): have fun storming the castle! Of course, that’s an improvised line from The Princess Bride, another favorite movie of ours. One day I have plans to get that tattooed on my body as my first big piece.
I’m far from Daddy’s Little Princess. My dad’s probably never treated anyone like a princess. When I was little and we played Mario Kart and Mario Party together on our beat-up Nintendo 64 (we still have it, by the way), he would never let me win. Self-reliance, that’s what I was taught.
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