auntsuger's Content - Paulding.com

Father's be good to your daughters - for their Spouse's sake

By auntsuger, March 15, 2007

I never realized how influential my father was in my life. I mean yes he helped give me life. His views helped shaped me, his leaving really gave me a very strong foundation of what I wouldn't do to my marriage and my kids but I'm talking about just his demeanor when I was growing up. I don't want to say my father was abusive - because he wasn't, he was just stearn and hot tempered. When my fathered encountered a problem it became everyone's problem and everyone was to blame. If he scraped his knuckles while working on the car my brothers who were sitting next to him heard a string of curses, my mother may of gotten fussed at for some imagined slip of control she had over the universe that allowed him to hurt himself - I being the princess usually just sat back and watched ~ but I learned a valuable lesson, wives/mothers were responsible for everything that went wrong in the world.
See yesterday nothing went right for me, I made a trip out of my way that a phone call could have saved me (I heard my fathers voice "well, you're an idiot"), I forgot paper work for my daughters Kindergarten registration - I'm only at the school every single day, something so simple I should have remembered (again "you're an idiot"), I was suppose to get the car re-emissions tested and the guy wouldn't re-test it cause the "check engine" light was still on (In my head I hear "Can't you do one job right today") so all day I'm beating my self up and when my husband comes home I really need him to walk in and combat these voices in my head like a white knight and say "Honey you are the Greatest wife, mother ever, " Instead I get a tired husband who just wants to eat supper and be with his kids. So I get snapish cause I'm not getting what I need and poor him gets confused and bewildered cause he doesn't know where any of this is coming from he's just spent 13 hours away from home and would like nothing better than to be home instead he has to deal with Crazy wife (who had supper on the table when he got home BTW). So the night ended with him repeatedly asking "whats wrong with you?" finally just blaming that "darn pcom" and those "wierd friends" of mine cause at that time I hadn't figured out what was wrong with me and my answer was "I'm fine" in a rather "I'm not fine" voice. Now I feel bad cause he left this morning at 5:30 thinking his wife is nuts - he's not too wrong

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
but she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change

And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Ooh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart

On behalf of every man
looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too.