Beauty and the Beast: 10 Life Lessons about True Love Between a Dad and his Daughter

If you are a dad whose daughter who was born after 1991, there’s a good chance you know well the storyline of Beauty and the Beast.

And with the movie version just being released, I figured it was a good time to head to the theater to see what all the buzz is about, especially with Disney’s claim that it’s their next billion-dollar hit. Of course the real plot to the movie is about the way that love transforms a beast into a prince and a beauty into a princess, but I am drawn more to the subplot between a daughter and her dad.

But first. Just in case you haven’t seen the movie in awhile, here are the main themes (in the way men prefer information to be translated: bullet points!):

• An entitled, narcissistic prince is transformed into a beast as punishment for being selfish
• To break the spell, he must learn to love another and his love must be returned
• Belle is the daughter of widower, Maurice, an eccentric inventor and music box maker
• Belle is misunderstood by the townspeople for being “odd,” evidenced primarily by her love of reading books
• Maurice is captured by the Beast, but Belle ends up taking her father’s place as prisoner
• The Beast ends up giving Belle his library and over time, their friendship grows
• Meanwhile, another suitor, Gaston, is hell bent on marrying Belle despite her refusals
• Gaston (the truly narcissistic one in the story) tries to kill Maurice, convincing the townspeople that Maurice is a liar and mentally unstable
• The Beast finally frees Belle to go to her father in his time of need
• Gaston captures Maurice, and once he discovers the Belle loves the Beast, he locks them up both up, headed to an asylum
• Belle and her dad escape capture and Belle returns to the castle
• Gaston storms the castle, along with the townspeople, overpowering the Beast
• Gaston kills the Beast, then falls to his death
• Belle weeps over the death of her one true love, confessing her love for the Beast
• The Beast is awakened by her love and turned back into a prince
• They live happily ever after

Now that you’re updated on the plot, I want to highlight more than the obvious premise in this story about a love that transforms a beast into a prince and a beauty into a princess. I am drawn more to the incredible subplot about the relentless, sacrificial, generous love of a dad toward his daughter…and of a daughter for her father. And yes, I realize this is a fairy tale, but the life lessons here bear repeating.

Here are ten things this movie teaches about the power of real love between a father and a daughter that plays out in the way they relate to each other:

1. They respect each other’s differences
Dad is an inventor who tinkers away in his shop and finally creates a music box that he believes will usher in a new life for the two of them if he is able to sell it at a fair. Belle is wired differently than her dad and is inspired by books that allow her to travel the world in her mind. Two different areas of interest; yet both dad and daughter encourage each other to love what they individually love and enjoy what they each enjoy.

2. Dad lets his daughter close to him while he works
There are two times in the movie where Maurice is working on something and Belle hands him the tool he needs to fix the problem. She anticipates the need before he asks, thus revealing that he had previously allowed her up close and personal to him in his work. This dad was willing to accept help from his daughter, thus bonding the two of them and building her confidence.

3. She brings her self-image questions to her dad
The opening song in this musical is about Belle being peculiar and strange in the eyes of her community. She knows she doesn’t fit in with her peers while preferring to learn by reading books rather than pining away for a husband like the other girls. So she brings her questions about her identity to her dad, asking if he thinks she is odd. Dad immediately rejects that theory, and instead builds her up and affirms her.

4. She has freedom to ask dad for what she wants
As Dad leaves to sell his music box at the fair, he asks his daughter what she wants him to bring her upon his return. All she asks for is one thing: a rose. Dad initiated the conversation by asking her what she wanted and she unreservedly uses her voice in response.

5. As a single parent, dad does an awesome job of raising his daughter alone
This single-parent father deserves kudos for raising a daughter who isn’t narcissistic or entitled. When asked what she wanted from him, her simple request of one rose reveals her lack of need for extravagance, but shows that their bond that was deeper than possessions. This also reveals that dad didn’t use things as a substitute for real relating and time spent together in dad-daughter bonding.

6. She is willing to sacrifice out of love for her dad
Belle is a teenager and oftentimes this is a season where girls are self-focused, not other-focused. If this daughter is willing to be taken prisoner so that her dad can be free, it most likely means that dad had been modeling to her this depth of sacrificial love in the way he related to her. When a dad gives of himself in sacrificial love to his daughter, it will come back to him at some point (even if it seems a bit lost during adolescence).

7. She is fearless, confident, assertive, and stands up for herself
There are two places where we see Belle’s inner strength:
1. She declines Gaston’s request for marriage, unwilling to settle for a man who isn’t her type nor whom she wants to marry.
2. When she first meets the Beast, she boldly confronts him and later unabashedly refuses his demand that she dine with him due to his rude tone and behavior. She must have learned to assert herself in her home, giving her confidence to “hold her own” when confronted with a crisis situation that could have caused her to shrink back.

8. They stand up for each other, especially in the heat of battle
When Belle is released by the Beast to go to her father, it is because he is in crisis. Gaston has swayed the townspeople to believe her dad is crazy. So she literally goes the distance to defend her dad against false accusations, and then he does the same for her when everyone believes she has fabricated the story about the Beast. This dad and daughter came to each other’s rescue when the opposition sought to misrepresent the truth of who they individually were.

9. Dad heard his daughter’s heart
When Dad heard Belle speak of her fondness for the Beast, he honored her and encouraged her to follow her heart, all with his full backing. And yes, we all know that love can be blind and this is when a dad must find a way to speak into his daughter’s life when the guy she claims to love may be dangerous or destructive. But when a dad hears his daughter’s heart and confirms that she is loved well, his support and blessing releases her to pursue that love with assurance.

10. Dad protected his daughter against a bad suitor
Though a dad may be called upon to support his daughter’s choice in love, there are times that you as a dad must tell her what you see as red flags. I LOVE that Maurice repeatedly tells Gaston that he can never have his daughter’s hand in marriage. We don’t see that Belle ever told her dad that she didn’t want to marry Gaston, yet dad ran interference against the dud, which protected her heart in the process. Go Dad!

So there you have it: 10 Life Lessons from Beauty and the Beast as modeled by an amazing dad to his daughter. To me, the beautiful aspect to this story comes in seeing a confident, courageous, and empowered woman who didn’t change herself to fit in, fully supported by a dad who believed in her, loved her well, and taught her not to back down from a fight.

I love that subplot as much, if not more, than the love story that transformed a beast into a prince and a common girl into a princess.

Finally, I share two quotes that you as a dad can use to fan into flame the beauty inside your precious daughter:

“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives and the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.”   -Audrey Hepburn

“What matters is not your outer appearance—the styling of your hair, the jewelry you wear, the cut of your clothes—but your inner disposition. Cultivate inner beauty, the gentle, gracious kind that God delights in….[where you are] unanxious and unintimidated.” I Peter 3:4-6 MSG  

Dad, choose one of the ten things above to put into action with your daughter today. Let’s see the fairy tale come to life today as you, the real hero in the story, release your daughter to be the best version of herself---caring, confident, and courageous, and one who knows her dad is backing her all the way!

He Came, In Pieces: A Guest Blog by Taylor Smith

Taylor Smith is a dear friend, a true inspiration, and a gifted communicator. I invited her to write a guest blog today to shed light on what it’s like as a 27-year old to navigate life after the death of her father. She reminds us that the legacy we leave behind speaks powerfully even after we’re gone. 
-Michelle

I got a call from you today.

Well, sort of.

“Hi, Taylor. I came across a file of your dads. Looks like it contains some personal things. I thought you might like to have it.”

“What? I mean, yes. Yes. I would like to have it. I would love to have it, actually.”

“Great. I’m glad I was able to track you down, Taylor. I hope all is well.”

CLICK.

Dad, that is so your style,
unannounced,
coming in right outta the middle of nowhere,
all of your 78-inches somehow stuffed into this bulky, white envelope, which my fingers gripped so tight my knuckles turned white.

I wasn’t expecting you to arrive this way.

I mean, I think about you every day, but I didn’t think I’d be sitting on my living room floor, holding onto what I could only assume were
pieces of you,
in some forgotten file folder that was left in a sea of other forgotten file folders somewhere in a closet.

But here it was.
Here you were.
Uninvited and undeniably commanding the center of my attention in a matter of seconds
in a way that no one else could.

When I slid my finger under the envelope’s opening, I was holding my breath.
And I’m pretty sure I still wasn’t breathing when I tipped the envelope down and a red folder slid into my lap.

Open it, Taylor. Come on. Just do it.

But it’s not that easy, you see.
Because it wasn’t just a matter of opening a folder that contained some of my dad’s things –

Opening this folder also meant opening up part of my soul,
the deep, hidden part that craves just one more day,
one more hour
to create a last precious father-daughter memory.
And that’s a really raw place to tear open.
So it’s really not that easy.

But I did it.

The first piece of paper was a letter circa early 2000.
The letterhead stated Arkansas Swimming Hall of Fame.

It said,
“Dear Arthur, as you know, because of your outstanding contribution to the sport of swimming in the state of Arkansas, you have been inducted into the Arkansas Swimming Hall of Fame.”

Whoa. Hold up. Dad, this is a BIG DEAL. Why didn’t you tell me about this??

The letter went on to talk about my dad’s swimming career, most of which I already knew, but when it was there, printed on this formal letter, it made my eyes go wide, my heart swell with pride.

Dad, you were the dark horse, the unheard of swimmer who somehow conquered it all. You were nationally ranked, a five-time All American. You were a champion.

You were so much more than a swimmer, Dad, but I am so proud that you didn’t let your inexperience in the swimming world hold you back. You did it. You worked so hard and you made your mark.

So with this mysterious folder, business was off to a good start. But who knew what else was buried in the pile.

Mechanically, I reached for the next thing in the stack- a card “For a Son Who’s Loved So Much.”

It was a “just because” card from my dad’s mom, who I called my nana.

Nana and I weren’t super close. We never really had the opportunity to be, living more than a thousand miles apart. To tell you the truth, I always thought that I would never be able to relate to her – a sophisticated Southern woman and me, a prank-loving, spontaneous-dancing, free-spirit child.

But reading her words allowed me to learn more about my nana –and her relationship to her son, my dad- than I had ever known.

“Words cannot express my love for you – it grows every year, if that is even possible. How I cherish the loving memories of your childhood (rosy red cheeks that looked as good as apples)… You are my Guardian Angel.”

Wow, Dad. You and nana must have been really close. I know I didn’t know her very well, but she really loved you. I’m so glad that you were so loved by your mom – that she thought the world of you. Because you so deserved that, Dad. You really did.

The next few things were business documents that didn’t mean much to me,
but behind those pages were what I had been hoping for, yet not hoping for,
the really personal stuff.

The stack of cards that I was holding in my hands wasn’t just my dad,
it was my mom, too – letters she had written him from their nearly 15 years of marriage.

I tell you, this folder was the most beautiful gift.

I learned a lot about my dad,
about some things that he was too humble to share,
about him as a son and as a husband,
a man who was deeply loved, deeply passionate, and all together, deeply deep.
Yup. That was my dad. One deep dude.

I finished reading the cards and closed the folder, only wishing that there had been just a few more cards, a few more keepsakes or napkin-scribbled notes that could bring more of him back to me.

When you lose someone you love, there are
days when your heart is heavy,
days when you just need a good cry, or scream,
days when you are angry at their not being there,
days when your memories of them bring you this amazing warmth,
days when you shout thanksgiving praise that you even got to know them at all.

Then there are days like this one,
when you receive the blessing of a mysterious file folder, filled with things you never would have asked for -had a genie granted you five wishes- and you find yourself rolling on the floor, laughing, thinking that

I have the best dad ever. Thank you, God. Thank you for this moment, too. I will always remember it. I will always remember you, Dad.

Love, Taylor

It's Never Too Late to Make Amends: A Real Life Dad-Adult Daughter Story

There wasn’t a dry eye in the room.

As they sat side by side on the platform in front of a packed auditorium, their raw emotion was palatable, expressed visibly as each of them told their story through their tears. We all sat there mesmerized, with an awareness that we were being invited into one of the most honest interactions we’d ever witnessed between a dad and his adult daughter. She went first.

“Affirmation. My dad never gave it and still never does. I think that is why I’m never sure I matter. He is available in a variety of ways---there if I want to talk, for example, but not affirming. I can’t even explain the hole I’ve felt in my heart at his lack of affirmation. For many years I didn’t even realize that hole was there. And once I did, I first ignored it and told myself I didn’t care. But eventually it hurt too much to ignore.”

It was my dear friend Constance on the stage that day, her voice cracking as she spoke those words in front of a live audience. In that moment she wasn’t thinking about the fact that she was the CEO of a long-running non-profit organization, an accomplished musician, a vibrant national speaker, an author of two books, or a wife and a mother to three amazing children, notwithstanding the fact that she had coordinated the conference we were all attending.

Right then it was as if she was a ten-year old girl again, acutely in touch with the longings of her heart. She wished for her daddy to notice her, to tell her she was beautiful in his eyes, and to let her know that he had time for her because she was one of the most important priorities in his life.

With her dad’s, permission to share these details publicly, she then began reading an email dialogue between she and I that had taken place a couple years earlier with regard to hurts from her father, Dan. Here is some of what I had written to encourage her:

“Constance, it saddens me to think of how amazing you and your sister are and it breaks my heart to hear that your dad elevates ministry ventures over connecting with the two of you. It shows that he doesn’t have a cup that is full enough to pour into your life. I imagine that he gives you the best that he has and it’s definitely not enough. When he does ministry he must not have to give of himself in the same way he has to as a dad. It must tap into a different place inside of him.”

Looking directly at her father there on the platform, Constance turned and asked him: “Dad, how did it make you feel to hear those emails read?”

With script in hand, Dan read his carefully prepared response to his daughter’s query (she had given him the questions ahead of time so he had ample time to think through his answers):

“I was saddened to realize how much you craved my approval and affirmation and I was oblivious to your need. I was so focused on avoiding the loss of my business of 25 years and losing my home as a result of the ‘Great Recession,’ combined with the concerns of pastoring a new church that I didn’t recognize your need.”

Then, in her beautifully authentic way, Constance led her dad to dig deeper and share why he agreed to join her there that day to tell their story:

“Because I love you and you asked me to come. You have asked me before to attend your events and I’ve always had a reason not to attend. But because I now realize how important it is to you, I am making you a priority and accepted your invitation. I recognize mistakes I’ve made in the past and am thankful for the opportunity to make better decisions. You are important to me and I want to affirm you.”

Dan could hardly get through that part without fighting back tears. As you can imagine, his daughter was right there with him, feeling every word of his heartfelt emotion. He continued:

“I hope that our strengthened relationship will give hope to those in attendance who may be dealing with similar issues with their parents. I also want to bring this to the attention of parents with adult or soon-to-be-adult children so they’ll know that down deep at some level your children still need your approval, your acceptance, your affirmation, and your love. It may not seem like it, but they do.”

Then the two of them, as if in a well-choreographed dance, began to tell the backstory of their family history, beginning with Dan marrying Constance’s mom when she was 15 and he was 17, to their divorce 14 years later. They added many more heartbreaking details, including Dan eventually remarrying and starting a new family that didn’t always include his three older children, part of which led Constance to explode at her dad years earlier in a restaurant because of his dismissive responses towards her, an accumulation of hurt that had built up over the years.

By this time we, the audience, were all on the edge of our seats, feeling their pain and distress right along with them. I don’t think there was a dry eye in the place. Dan kept going:

“In my mind I thought I was affirming my daughter with my occasional compliments, so with regret I now realize it was not enough to satisfy her need. I was aware that Constance was not happy with me and I honestly didn’t know why. I didn’t realize the depth of her hurt and bitterness. And I will admit that I was raised without much affirmation from my parents and succumbed to the same malady.

But I can now be painfully honest; I needed to learn to respect my adult children and not just give them unwanted criticism. There is a time parents have to begin to deal with their children on a respect basis; like many, I was late in recognizing this. But I have now!”

It was so refreshing to hear a dad---and a pastor, no less---honestly admitting his failures as a father to his adult daughter out in the open, in front of strangers. There wasn’t defensiveness or mudslinging in an attempt to explain, justify, or qualify his actions. Instead, his honesty and tender willingness to understand how he had hurt his daughter was part of the process that allowed her to continue releasing the hurts that she had carried for so many years.

Now it was Constance’s turn to respond:

“Even though I was really angry at my dad, for some reason there was also a part of me that wanted to hope for something more. I think it was God in me. He gave me eyes to see my dad in a new light. Through conversations I saw more of the pain and rejection he had carried as a little boy, and also as a father and husband. I also realized that he was actually genuinely ignorant of my need for his affirmation. The more I looked at him through eyes of compassion for his brokenness, the easier it was to believe things could be better.

But the biggest boost to our relationship was that he wanted to change. He was in a season of having retired from work and was looking at his life in new ways and asking God to change him. And that is what I have seen the most these past few years---my dad is ACTIVELY choosing to look at the parts of himself that are not loving, and is open to change.”

Can you hear the softness in her voice that was evident now in the telling of her story? And she didn’t stop there:

“Two years ago I felt God nudging me to pray a prayer of blessing over my dad. Even though I was still holding on to some of the old feelings of bitterness, I started to cry. Something huge shifted in me in that moment. And I noticed a big shift in our relationship ever since. It was like something was loosed when I chose to pray blessing instead of holding on to old bitterness, and I think it meant something in him to hear me do that too. Since that time, I have noticed that my dad frequently tells me that he loves me, and more importantly (at least for me), that he is proud of me.

This has changed not only our relationship, but my relationship with myself. Somehow, knowing that my dad is proud of me has diminished my need to have others be proud of me too. And the more I know that and can rest in his love for me, the better and better our relationship gets.”

What hope their story brings in highlighting that it’s never too late for a dad and a daughter to mend their relationship. Here is a woman disclosing that it took her until her late 30’s to begin peeling back the layers of her father wounds and voids.

But the other amazing reality is that she has a dad who was willing to meet her in that process by also looking at himself and owning his part of the whole.

The lessons I take from their story are numerous. Among them:

• It’s never too late to heal a broken relationship between a dad and his daughter.

• In order to move forward, a dad needs to hear the impact of his actions (or inaction) on his daughter’s heart and life…without defensiveness.

• It takes tremendous courage for a dad to ask God to change him, but if he does, it will yield positive results with children.

• When a dad opens up about his life (particularly his childhood), it gives his daughter more insight into why he is the way he is.

• A daughter can ask God to help her look at her dad through the eyes of compassion for his own brokenness as she begins to take steps to forgive him.

• When a daughter prays for God to bless her father, it helps to release her bitterness.

I want to close by giving Dan the last word---from one dad to another. I hope that his words will touch your heart as a dad so that like him, you will be willing to look within yourself in order to pursue a more vibrant and positive relationship with your daughter:

“Looking back, I can remember the clues she was sending, but at the time I was clueless. It is never too late, and yes, I am committed to continuously changing to conform to God’s will for me as a father. The great thing about God is He wants to restore broken relationships and if we will cooperate with Him, He will change us if we will pray for those we have hurt or been hurt by. Then God will begin a work of restoration in them because with God, all things are possible.”

Well said, Dan. And on behalf of daughters everywhere, I want to give you my most sincere thanks for your humble willingness to honestly admit your shortcomings as a father, coupled with publicly modeling what it looks like for a dad to actively turn his heart toward his grown-up girl.

Your story gives us all great hope that we ever too old to change…whether a dad or an adult daughter.


 

Turning the Light on 50 Shades Darker

I’m going to be blunt today, right out of the gate. My question to you as a father is this: Where is your daughter learning about sex?

The reality is that she’s learning about sex constantly. I know you’re already aware of that fact (which no doubt terrifies you), so this probably doesn’t come as much of a surprise. And if you’re like many dads I’ve talked with, you may not even want to think about the possibility of your daughter being sexually active.

Yet everywhere your daughter turns she is being bombarded with sex: on magazine covers, in sitcoms and movies, and in conversations--- at school, the gym, with friends, on dates, her workplace, and on it goes. Sexual content is so powerfully pervasive that at times it seems like it’s in the air we breathe. To say that the sexual dial has been turned up across our country is an understatement.

The time is now for you as a dad to enter into this conversation with your daughter, even if it is a bit uncomfortable for you. Why? Because she’s learning about sex somewhere, so why not from you?

Maurice Hilliard was a women’s basketball coach at Pepperdine for ten years in the early 2000’s and often found himself unexpectedly designated to a “dad role” with the girls on his team. He conducted a survey of 720 teenage girls and found that:

• 97% of the girls said that having parents a teen could talk to could help reduce teen pregnancy in general

• 93% said that having loving parents they could talk to did reduce their own risk of teen pregnancy

• 76% said that their fathers were very or somewhat influential on their decision to have sex.

With three-quarters of young women saying that their dads matter when it comes to their sexual choices, clearly it is vital that you as a dad seriously consider “kicking it up a notch” to engage your daughter in honest conversation about sex. If you, as a guy and male role model don’t talk to her about sex, she will learn about it everywhere and anywhere else. She needs you to speak into her life about this topic.  

Why am I talking about this today?

It ties to the release of the movie 50 Shades Darker that debuted just two weeks ago today. And no, I haven’t seen it or it’s prequel, 50 Shades of Grey, which are both based on a best-selling trilogy about a lot more than just sex within a committed relationship. From what I’ve heard, between movies one and two the sexual interactions have grown increasingly aggressive, intense, and raw, which begs the question:

What made Fifty Shades of Grey the most searched movie in 2015, earning $571 million worldwide? And what made 50 Shades Darker dominate Valentine’s Day last week with $12 million in revenue on just that one day?

Before the movie debuted, I watched an interview with the male lead, Jamie Dorman, who plays Christian Grey. Jamie said that his character has “a voracious sexual appetite,” and to prepare for his role he not only met prostitutes, but even spent a night in an S&M dungeon.

I’m guessing that most of us have an idea of what S&M means, but in keeping with the honest nature of this blog, here are definitions of sadism and masochism, just to ensure that we’re all talking about the same thing. Sadism means that you get pleasure from inflicting pain on someone by humiliating them, and masochism means that you get pleasure from receiving pain or by being humiliated, which specifically can include spanking, whipping, being tied with ropes or chains, being locked up in cages, breast torture, blood play, vaginal torture, hot wax, asphyxiation, restraints, gags, and on it goes. Additionally, there are designated roles as a dominant or a submissive during these erotic rituals.

Are you as disturbed by this as I am?!

Humiliation and torture: These two words jump off the page at me; I imagine they do to you, too. If your daughter is conditioned to believe that dishonor and degradation, cruelty and brutality are acceptable components of an intimate exchange, she will not be able to stand strong as an empowered, vibrant, confident, healthy young woman. If this is how your daughters are learning they deserve to be treated--during sex or elsewhere--I assure you that our society will disintegrate from within and our foundation will crumble. Just ask someone who has been sexually abused to share her story and you will hear how sexual assault and injury have wreaked havoc on her self worth and self esteem. Once done, the damage can be lifelong.

Further, I fail to understand how this type of disrespectful, potentially abusive sexual interaction is being touted as typical, normal, and mainstream by the very nature of it being celebrated in this blockbuster film. I acknowledge that some might say that S&M in it’s true form is consensual. Yet as a licensed professional counselor of 20 years, I tend towards believing that there is often a traumatic backstory for those who engage in this type of behavior, thus leading me to assert that “consensual” is a relative term.

I ask myself: How can a movie like this possibly be a source of education about sex while normalizing this kind of behavior? Adding to that reality is the fact that marriage is rarely presented as a significant moral value in relation to sexual interactions anymore. Sadly, sometimes it feels like there’s no turning back when it comes to cultural norms around this issue, which deeply and profoundly breaks my heart, especially when in my counseling office I hear gut-wrenching stories of sexual exchanges gone wrong, resulting in detrimental impacts on women.

Then this week I read an article in People Magazine about Jamie Dorman regarding his experience of playing Christian Grey. I was shocked to learn that not only does he not endorse Christian’s approach to sex, but he doesn’t even think his wife would want to see the movie. He is clearly profiting from the ravenous sexual appetites of his viewers while simultaneously opposing that which he has invested in. The article continues by nonchalantly transitioning from content about his “experimenting with some rather complicated bedroom accessories” during filming to then talking about things “getting even more animated” at home with his wife and two young daughters, ages three and one, while watching their two favorite movies, Frozen and Trolls.

Did you catch that he’s a dad to two little girls? Jamie Dorman is a father to two young, vulnerable daughters, and he has chosen to endorse S&M by putting his name and reputation behind such activity. I have to wonder if his girls will ever watch these movies one day, and if so, is this how he wants them to learn about sex? Does he want his precious treasures to be treated in ways that he has modeled throughout some of the 118 minutes of this film?

Lest we mistakenly assume that this theme is tied only to these two present day movies, there are actually new sexual apps springing up everyday. And if you have a daughter between the ages of 13 and 29 (according to research), there is a strong likelihood that she has already been asked to send a nude selfie, making her incredibly vulnerable to exploitation and cyberbullying. In fact, this kind of exchange is now often considered a typical part of a relationship, and sexual hookups are increasingly considered par for the course.

I’ve not ever spoken out this strongly in a blog before, where I’m calling out someone I’ve never met on his lifestyle choices. But I am so disturbed by what this recent movie portrays that I cannot stay silent. Moreover, I appeal to you as a father: You have to address this issue, sex, with your daughter.

Please don’t assume that your daughter has clarity on this subject, particularly if you haven’t been a part of the conversation with her. Never conclude that she is immune from devastating, life-long impacts should she engage in sexual activity at an early age. Sexual exploration is a dangerous new norm, and she needs you to help protect her.

Dad, if you’re ready to tackle this subject with your daughter, here are some suggestions:

1. Tell her your wishes, hopes, dreams, and expectations for how she should be treated, sexually and otherwise. If you don’t tell her directly, she won’t know. She needs to hear your words in order to know your heart.

2. Let her know that you believe she is worthy of being treated with respect, with dignity and honor, while communicating your hope that she will never tolerate humiliation or torture in a romantic relationship. Again, if you don’t say it directly, she won’t know exactly what you’re thinking on this issue. If you affirm her worth and value, it will stick with her long after you’ve said the words.

3. In an age appropriate way, tell her a story of someone you’ve known (it could even be you) who didn’t navigate a relationship wisely and had to learn the hard way. Being honest with your daughter can go a long way towards letting her know you’ve not always been perfect, which could then set the foundation for future conversations should she need to come to you with a need at some point down the road.

4. Invite her to write out her “minimum dating requirements,” which are those absolute relationship deal breakers should she ever be asked, forced, or pressured to engage in activities that don’t sit right in the core of her being. Start the conversation early, even as young as fourth or fifth grade. For extra credit, help her write this out, followed with asking if she will let you hold her accountable to keep her standards high in each of these areas. Then check in with her a couple times a year.

5. Treat your daughter the way you want her to be treated…always. When she experiences being treated well by you, she will expect that same treatment from others, especially guys. Remember that more is caught than taught. Letting her experience honorable treatment from you is better than any lecture you could give her.

Dads, I know this is a tough subject to address, and yet honestly, we’ve just barely scratched the surface today. It’s time to turn the lights on so you can see the potentially treacherous sexual dynamics that swirl around your daughter and choose to courageously open up this conversation with her.

Truthfully, this is too important to ignore. Your daughter’s future depends on it.

5 WAYS TO ENHANCE YOUR DAUGHTER'S HEART HEALTH

This past weekend I had the privilege of speaking at a Father-Daughter Ball in Minnesota. It was all I could do not to cry tears of joy as 100 adorable, bright-faced little girls twirled around in their sparkle dresses, with many donning bling from head to toe, all with beaming smiles on their faces. One sweet eight-year old girl even showed me the red rose wrist corsage her dad bought her, one that matched the boutonnière he wore on his lapel.

As I watched fathers of varying skill sets dance with their daughters, one thing was strongly evident: every single girl was engaged with her father at a heart level.

There’s something magical that happens in the heart of a daughter when her dad intentionally invests in her by choosing to spend time with her; she radiates joy from the inside when her heart is happy. It shows on her face, in her smile, and through her eyes.

With this being Valentine’s Week, it seems fitting that we talk about more than flowers and chocolate, jewelry and cards. Let’s dig a little deeper and address the impact to a daughter when her heart is happy because it’s healthy and being nurtured. Today’s blog is about more than just her physical heart; it’s about emotional heart health.

It seems that everywhere we turn these days there is information about keeping our hearts healthy---from commercials on television to advertisements in magazines. And now that I’m in my mid-50’s (with cholesterol that is way too high), I’m keenly aware of the fact that if my heart isn’t in a good, solid, and healthy place, then I’m at greater risk for a heart attack.

It’s the same way with a woman’s emotional heart. When her heart is in a good, solid, and healthy place, she functions at maximum capacity with strength and stamina while simultaneously decreasing her risk for a heart attack.

Research shows 80 percent of heart disease is preventable with healthy lifestyle choices and management of risk factors. If this reality applies to one’s physical heart, could it be that the more a dad chooses to invest in supporting his daughter’s emotional heart health that it would decrease risk factors that could cause damage to her heart? I believe so.

Dad, if you want to increase the strength and vitality of your daughter’s emotional heart, may I suggest we use the same grid that makes our physical hearts thrive:

1. Daily exercise

If our heart works best when we move and get our blood pumping, then in order for your daughter’s heart to thrive, she needs to be active. In relationship to you that could translate to making sure that the two of you regularly engage in shared activities that allow for increased bonding through circulation (talking, volunteering together, sharing chores or projects, exercising and sports, Bible/book reading, praying together, etc.). Dad, are you moving daily toward your daughter and letting her know that her interests matter and she’s valuable to you?

2. A healthy diet

What we eat makes all the difference in how our heart functions. If you’re like me, it’s usually easier to commit to eating healthy when I’m supported by someone with the same health goals. When it comes to dads leading their daughters, imagine the potential strength if both dad and daughter cautiously scrutinized what they “feed on.” This could mean evaluating how much screen time each of you engage in as compared to real time (face to face) that builds and strengthens your relationship with each other, as well as with others. Dad, make sure to model a healthy lifestyle (intrapersonally, as well as interpersonally) that supports growth and maturity because you lead by example.

3. Manage stress

Keeping our stress levels in balance is a challenge for most of us, especially when the pressures of life accelerate. And because we as women often experience increased stress during that “time of the month,” I would suggest that you make a decision to be extra loving during that time every month as a way to offset her tension and internal intensity. Your gentle, compassionate, non-reactive responses will go a long way to helping her level out, which results in a healthier and happier heart.

4. Avoid secondhand smoke

Much research is focused on supporting a stance of distancing from toxic fumes as they are emitted from the mouths of those who ingest nicotine. Translating this relationally, teach your daughter to set boundaries and practice healthy self care when she is breathed on by toxic friends or those who emit noxious fumes from their mouths, whether through gossip, slander, criticism, negativity, or anger. Then ask yourself if the words that escape your mouth are healthy for your daughter to be around.

5. Do more of what you love

Do you remember as a kid that you never thought about exercise as the end goal, but it was all about having fun with your friends? In the process of enjoying being outside and playing, your heart got a good workout. Similarly, as a dad, I would encourage you to ask yourself how you can better come alongside your daughter to help her enjoy the life she’s been given. Make it your goal to support her in finding her passion as she uses her gifts and develops new hobbies or skills. The truth is that the more she lives from her heart, the less she will struggle with unhealthy life choices…because a happy heart is a healthy heart.

So this Valentine's Day, give your daughter a gift that will last long past February 14th, one that engages her heart because you’ve engaged yours:

Choose one area listed above and actively make a choice to invest this week in a way that results in your daughter’s heart being happy. This is the path to supporting her emotional heart health...and yours.

Dear Karen Batts: What I Wish I Could Have Said to You

Dear Karen,

I realize that you’re gone now---having passed away just days ago---and we’ll never be able to have this conversation. But here’s what I wish I could have said to you while you were still here.

You probably don’t remember me, but I babysat you and your brother, Alan, when you were kids. I think you were around the age of seven or eight when we first met. In fact, babysitting the two of you was one of my first jobs since I was only a few years older and we lived on the same street in Northeast Portland in the 1970’s. I can still picture you being full of life, a spark of energy wherever you went. 

One memory that stands out to me is that of meeting your mom for the first time. Because I never saw your dad around, I initially thought she was a single parent. But then she explained that your dad was in the military so he had to be gone a great deal. I only met him once or twice and know that he sacrificed greatly for our country even though he must’ve desperately wanted to be home to be with you and your brother. Knowing what I know now, I wonder if his absence made life harder for you. I imagine it did even though you didn’t talk about it, to me anyway. And even though your amazing mom held down the fort, I know that daddies make little girls feel safe and have a way of providing a solid foundation under them as they mature. 

When my family moved out of the neighborhood in 1978, we lost contact with everyone, including your family. Life seems to go that way sometimes. We all move on and make new friends and don’t necessarily keep the old. I assumed you were all grown up by now and had gone on to change the world with your effervescence and verve.

But this week, out of the blue, I felt gut punched.  

I learned that you were the homeless woman who died of hypothermia in a downtown parking garage just two weeks ago. You were the one who froze to death all alone in the middle of a Saturday afternoon during a Portland snowstorm when the temperatures were below 20 degrees. 

As I read your tragic story in the news, I sat and wept. Through my tears I wondered if you were terrified as your body shivered and slowly shut down. I wondered if you cried or if you were numb. I wondered if you felt angels gather around you to bring you comfort as you were ushered to heaven. 

I was heartbroken to hear that you struggled with an eating disorder (as have I) from the time you were young, that you suffered from mental illness starting at an early age, and that you were then diagnosed with schizophrenia in your 30’s. These realities stand in stark contrast to your earlier years when you were a high school cheerleader, had lots of friends, designed some of your own clothes, were on the Rose Festival Court (at Grant High), and graduated with honors. Clearly you were a standout, marked for greatness as one with gifts of creativity and intelligence, notwithstanding your ability to both influence and connect with people. As if that wasn’t enough, you studied pre-dentistry in college and were setting out to make a difference in the world.

But then everything inside you started falling apart.

As your family tells it, your deteriorating mental state changed everything. You couldn’t hold down a steady job, you moved around a lot, your eating disorder continued to rear its ugly head, you struggled with drugs and alcohol, you couldn’t make it in rehab, and you pushed away your mom and brother despite their attempts to help you, isolating yourself in increasing ways as time passed. I imagine that as things inside your brain intensified, the only options that made you feel safe were isolation and shutting down because everything internally was imploding while the world outside you was completely terrifying and totally overwhelming. 

I know that we can’t bring you back, but I want you to know, Karen, that even in death, your life has changed me. And not just me, but our whole city. Person after person has told me that they feel connected to your story and are looking differently at homelessness and its juxtaposition to mental illness. 

The reason? Because now these two realities have gone from being a generalized community problem to that of a woman with a name and a story. You, Karen Batts, have led us as all to feel the impact your loss in the depths of our hearts and we don’t want anyone else to walk the same devastating road as you. We want to better understand what you needed and then hold that up against what we needed to have done to have better come alongside you.

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if you might have listened to me while sharing stories of what I remembered about you, followed with my asking you what the little girl inside you needed to know in order to believe that she was valuable and worthy. I wonder if you would’ve believed me telling you that even with your mental health struggles that you have a unique purpose and innate gifts, starting with your beautiful gift of creativity. Because I, too, love crafts and sewing, I would have tried to connect with you through art, which could’ve been a way for your deepest self to find release. That place in you needed to be known, connected with, released, and celebrated. 

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if we could have connected over the fact that we both have had eating disorders. You would’ve then known that you weren’t alone and perhaps we could have shared our similar struggles. We could’ve talked about our real needs that underlie those destructive behaviors, and admitted that by focusing on controlling our food intake it became our way of trying to control our inner demons. And since we both spoke the secret language of eating disorders, I wonder if you'd have trusted me to share about yours. 

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if you would have let me ask you about your dad’s death and the impact it had on you. I find myself wondering if his leaving your life permanently when you were 34 years old had any bearing on your mental and emotional decline. It seems like there may have been an intersection between those series of events that steamrolled you in the years that followed, adding to your growing instability as time went on. I would’ve asked if you struggled to find your footing after he died.

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if you would’ve joined me in singing songs like old times, the ones we used to sing at the Good News Club that my mom held in our home. I imagine those songs would be tucked deep down inside you, accessible if you ever wanted them for comfort. I wonder if you’d recall, “Stop, and let me tell you what the Lord has done for me” or “The Lord is my Shepherd, I’ll walk with Him always; He leads by still waters, I’ll walk with Him always.” I would sing them to you as a lullaby in hopes that it would soothe your distressed mind, body, and soul. Maybe, just maybe, they would remind you of truths that might not set you free right then, but perhaps could usher in peace, even for a few minutes, and help you feel less imprisoned inside your own mind. 

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if it would be of interest to you to know that I have a trauma history myself. Like you, I’ve had bruises and scars, mostly on the inside, from those who sought to overpower me and make me feel worthless as a result of their abuse. And then I would tell you that God has brought healing to the depths of my life and though the process to get from there to here is grueling, there is real hope for real healing. And because we all have an innate capacity to read people by looking at their eyes, I’d have let you look into mine to know that I am living proof that there can be a restored life even with a complex mental health diagnoses. I would want your heart to connect with mine as I would seek to give you some of my hope. I believe that you would be able to feel my love because love bypasses mental distress and has a miraculous way of settling into the deepest places inside us. 

I can only wonder, had you and I stayed in contact…if I would’ve also shared a profound insight that one of my sisters recently confessed to me. Though she had planned to go to Switzerland this past summer and through assisted suicide, end her life, she decided against it at the last minute and is now thankful that she’s here. She told me that real love reached into her distress and kept her alive. I can assure you that her intense pain has given me more empathy and also more hope. I would’ve wanted you to know that about me…and her.

Karen, I wish I could have told you all these things while you were here--but since I cannot--in your honor I say these things to anyone in distress who is needing to hear it today:

• You are loved and loveable. There are no if’s, and’s, or but’s about it; this is a fact, plain and simple. 

• You are valuable and worthy…always….and because you haven’t done anything to earn it, you can’t do anything to lose it. 

• You are created for a purpose and even if you don’t know what it is right now, don’t give up until you’ve discovered it…or it’s discovered you.

• Even in the darkest night, God is near you because He promises to be close to the brokenhearted and to bind up their wounds. He says that even if one of his sheep is lost, he’ll leave the other 99 sheep and look for the one; He’ll never give up on you, precious lamb. 

Dads, I trust that Karen’s story serves as a reminder that you never know when a day may be your last…or your daughter’s. 

So why not take time right now to reach out to your daughter and: 

• make a call

• pen a note

• send a text or

• write an email

• and if you need to make amends, do it today. 

Don’t let this day pass by where you forgo investing in your daughter and miss saying the things you need to say and doing the things you need to do. 

You only have today to give fathering your all; let it be one where your forever investment reaches her heart. 

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Throw or Tell: A Fathering Lesson About Rocks

Most every man I’ve known has played with rocks during his childhood. I’m guessing you did too. Maybe it’s the whole made-from-the-dust-of-the ground thing that is inherent in the male population to draw them to the earth. Who knows?! 

And even though you probably know more about rocks than I do and don’t need a geology lesson, I’ll still continue by stating the obvious. Here are some things that can be done with rocks. You can:

1. Throw them. (Of course this is the number one answer I hear from men when I ask them this question.) 
2. Skip them (across water).
3. Construct something with them. 
But the thing that usually isn’t mentioned is: 
4. Build something, namely a monument. 

Lest you credit me with that last item, it actually comes from a story in the Bible from when God led His people (who are called Israelites) to cross the Jordan River as He held back the water until all of them passed through the riverbed. Let’s pick up the story with their leader Joshua giving instructions to the men: 

“Each of you is to take up a stone on his shoulder, according to the number of the tribes of the Israelites, to serve as a sign among you. In the future, when your children ask you, ‘What do these stones mean?’ tell them that the flow of the Jordan was cut off before the ark of the covenant of the Lord. When it crossed the Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were cut off. These stones are to be a memorial to the people of Israel forever.” (Joshua 4:5-7)

One thing I love about this story is that the challenge from God to dads includes both building and telling. 

First off, these dads are holding rocks on their shoulders and carrying them to the other side of the river in order to build something that will stand as a forever memorial. These fathers and their children had to have been side by side through the process. Seems like a great fathering model, don’t you think? Dads modeling responsive behavior---to God and their leader---in front of their children. 

And secondly, these fathers were instructed to tell their kids the story of the miracle that happened for years to come. And because we all know that kids love to ask questions, there is no doubt that this story was told repeatedly…by dad. 

As we can see, the rocks served as a reminder of the story that accompanied them. And this gave me an idea for a way to bring this idea into the twenty-first century.

Dad, what if you started a tradition where every time God did a big miracle in your family—like unexpectedly providing money to pay a huge bill or healing someone in a powerful way or answering a specific prayer or observing a milestone in your children’s lives—you took your kids to a quarry or a Home Improvement Store (like Home Depot or Lowe’s) and together you all picked out a sizable stone to commemorate the event? 


Then, just like these dads did centuries ago, you can build and tell. 

Think about what this would be like if each time something of significance happened in your family that a rock was added to an ever-growing monument that you build with your kids in your yard where future generations will hear the stories that each rock represents. 

And through it all, Dad, you are the one leading the whole event, just like the Israelite men of the Old Testament. 

Instead of just skipping and throwing rocks this year, why not let the rocks tell the story. And why not let it be YOU who builds with those rocks and tells your kids the story again and again.

(Excerpt adapted from my book, Dad, Here’s What I Really Need from You: A Guide for Connecting with Your Daughter’s Heart, chapter 43).
 

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Perfume, Pottery, Painting & Powell's

For those of you who have been reading my blog for the past couple of years, you already know that one of my favorite days of the year is affectionately called, “Perfume Day!” And for those of you dads who are new to this conversation, I’m excited to share more about why this event is one that’s worth turning into a tradition with your daughter, no matter her age.

Perfume Day is now an annual tradition in the Watson family, one that my father invented when he was challenged 25 years ago to think about how to be a better dad to his girls. He tells the story of going home and asking himself, “What do girls need to feel special? I think they like to smell good!” 
 
And from that, Perfume Day was born. 

Each year on December 23rd or 24th, my dad takes me to lunch in downtown Portland, followed with a trip to Nordstrom. Once there, my dad finds a comfy place to be seated in the perfume department, and then we begin the calculated process of diligently smelling our way through the maze of invigorating aromas while together choosing just the right perfume…for me! My dad has all the patience in the world as we narrow the selection, beginning with our top contenders and finally landing on that one perfect scent. And, of course, the day wouldn’t be complete without taking an insane number of photos, which always garners the attention of female clerks who chime in by saying they wish their dads would do this for them.

The reality is that this tradition not only yields dividends far greater than the perfume in the bottle, but it lasts far longer than the money that leaves my dad’s wallet.

Imagine with me what it would be like to start this tradition with your daughter as you, Dad, bring this kind of memory-making, just-about-YOU-and-HER event into your Christmas season.

Now time to switch gears. Rather than tackle this theme single-handedly, I’ve enlisted the help of a few friends who’ve been happily willing to share their stories in a Q & A format. I trust you’ll enjoy hearing from other dads and daughters who are now in the “Perfume Day Club,” starting with my own dad, Jim. 

1. Jim Watson:

In one sentence, what does Perfume Day mean to you? “It’s always a special bonding time at the holiday season which includes lunch and tons of pictures.”
 
What stands out to you as special in our tradition? “Just watching the interaction with you and the sales people and before long there are two or three involved in the process and I get to be a part of it and enjoy.”
 
What would you tell other dads who are reluctant to do this event with their girls? “It’s not about the cost or the frivolity perhaps that some would think. It’s about the event where you do something special with your daughter and regardless of the expense, you will derive far more not only that day but throughout the year as your daughter knows that you love and care for her. And every time she puts on a spritz, that’s the reminder that she is loved much.”

But I don’t want you just to take mine or my dad’s word for it. Now I’m going to share some stories from other dads and daughters who have done Perfume Day. Notice how many of them use the words like “fun” and “excited” to describe what it’s like for them!

2. Maddie (age 15) and dad, Steve:
    
Steve: 
“Maddie and I enjoyed our first Perfume Day on Christmas Eve in 2013 and we’ve done it every Christmas Eve since. It’s part of our rhythm now and so much fun. At first, she was all, ‘that's weird.’  But then she said, ‘Dad, I'd really like to do that’...and so we did. I think she was shocked that it didn't matter what it cost - $59 for a sense of value beyond a sticker price seems like a good value. Why wouldn't any father do that? I suppose many do; it grieves me that many don't.” 

Maddie:
“The first time we did Perfume Day was when I was in 7th grade and I thought it was pretty weird. It felt weird to go to Kohl’s and sniff all the perfumes and take a picture. I hated the picture part especially. It felt weird to get perfume since I had never had any before and my mom never wears it. BUT... I now look forward to it and I get excited to go with him. I still don't like the picture part as much but I don't mind it. I like going to lunch and getting my mom’s gifts with him without my brother. It's always quality bonding time and I have a lot of fun with him. 

I'm looking forward to this year since I'm not sure which perfume I'll get and I'm excited to spend that little date time with him. I love doing it each year; it feels like it's ‘our’ thing. It's totally worth it--the time and the money. I wouldn't even care if I didn't get the perfume. I just enjoy being with him and knowing it will for sure happen each Christmas time.

What would you tell other dads who are reluctant to do this event with their girls? “I think my dad would say it's ‘money well spent’ though I'm not sure it always is since in past years I haven't even finished the bottle of perfume. But it is money well spent and time well spent. I'd recommend every dad to do this with his daughter even if it wasn't for perfume. If my dad took me every year on one specific day for donuts and coffee, I would get excited.”
  
3. Danielle (age 25), Stephanie (age 33) and dad, Mark:   
 
Mark: 
“Every year just after Thanksgiving both of my daughters start asking me in earnest if I have any 'funny money' set aside for our perfume date and to come up with a few dates to choose from so we can hang out and pick out that perfect perfume for them. Oh, and they have as much fun picking out a new cologne for me too. 

Our tradition includes grabbing dinner too, a great time to just hang out and talk. It truly has become the most anticipated event of the year.

What would you tell other dads? My council to any dad is that this intentional investment of time will be one of the best opportunities to create those Abba moments they will look back on and cherish and more importantly, your daughters will.”

Danielle: 
“My dad and I started doing Perfume Day four or five Christmases ago! I think it's really fun and special to do this type of date with my daddy and my sister. 

It's an amazing feeling knowing that my dad wants to take time out of his busy schedule not only to spend time with his two baby girls, but to also spoil us in the process. While his time alone would be enough for us, what girl doesn't like to be spoiled with some amazing smelling perfume?!” 

Stephanie:
“As far as its impact, it's pretty special because being married now I don't see my dad as much or get to do fun things like this with him. Usually, now I do everything with my husband. So, having this special thing we do together (especially over the holidays when everything is so festive) is something I look forward to every year. It's fun to spend time with my sister and him alone. I've actually been looking to our perfume date this year for awhile now! Plus, it's awesome to go home with a new bottle of perfume every year ;).

What would you tell other dads who aren’t sure they want to spend the money or take the time to treat their daughters to perfume and a date like you do with your dad? “I would ask them what is more important than investing in their daughter emotionally, or financially? My dad has invested more than just this way, but every time I look at my perfume and put it on I remember where it came from and the amazing time we had shopping for it. 

While sometimes finances may be tight, or you just don't feel like spending that much, the memories will last a lifetime, and it's something that can be passed down to your daughter’s husband and their little girl. It's worth it. Invest the time, invest the money. 

4. Jim (a grandfather):

“My granddaughter, Rayna, is in Germany now, as her dad is in the Air Force, but I did Perfume Day with her the year that they lived Spokane. I remember the lady at the counter was so helpful and made her feel so grown up, even though she was only six at the time. We made a day of it starting with lunch and then off to Macy's. 

Those type of things built our relationship, which is good since she is not my biological granddaughter. She is now twelve and FaceTime's me almost daily from Germany, sharing her struggles with me. That day is still a special day for me, kind of like my first day hunting with my son (I am not a hunter, but it was something my son wanted to do). The Perfume Day set the tone for where we are today. Thank you for sharing this with me because I would have never come up with it on my own.”

Before I sign off, I want to give a few alternate ideas to those dads whose daughters may not like perfume:

Perhaps you might want to start an annual tradition of painting on a plate or bowl at a “Decorate-Your-Own-Pottery” store. The way it works is that you paint it one day, have it fired in a kiln the next (they do this for you), and then you pick it up a few days later. The staff will help you start-to-finish so you don’t have to be a seasoned artist to create an awesome masterpiece. Step out of your comfort zone and try something new!
 
Or you might want to follow Nate’s idea of taking his daughter Maddie to an art studio that caters to the novice painter while each participant is systematically walked through the process from beginning to end, thus making it super easy. Each of them went home with a finished painting in their hands, making the experience a huge success! Just to give you an idea of what these places are called, in my area we have Vine Gogh and Wine & Canvas.

I’ve got one more creative alternative for you: Your daughter may prefer books to perfume. That’s the reality for my Abba Project co-leader, Clay Swanson, with one of his three daughters. So their tradition includes going to our largest bookstore in Portland, Powell’s City of Books, where he lets her get as many books as she wants, adding that he “gets to know more about her as we tour the shelves and talk about book series.” 

Clay sums it well when he says, "What a joy to have a tradition that means so much to my girls no matter the age!”

Dad, today you’ve heard how we as girls feel super valued when our dads invest in us in these extra, over-the-top, even unnecessary and extravagant ways. So this year, whether it’s perfume, pottery, painting, or Powell’s Books (or a bookstore in your local area), the important thing is the tradition and the planning, as well as the fact that you’re willing to spend money on your daughter while spending quality time with her. 

So Dads…gear up and choose your event---the one that will be your tangible way of expressing love to your daughter in an extra special, fun way this Christmas season. She’ll never forget it…and neither will you!

(As always, I’d love to see pictures and hear all about it! Write me at drmichellewatson@gmail.com).

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year, to each of you. I’ll see you back here in 2017!
  

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At the End of Your Life...

I’m at the age where increasing numbers of friends are saying their forever goodbyes to loved ones. I can honestly say that more often than not I struggle to know how to best come alongside them in their grief.

Last month, one of my long-time friends lost her dad to cancer. Her heart ached as she watched her once-strong father suffer, making his passing particularly bittersweet. Then three weeks ago I attended a memorial service for a well-loved 42-year old friend of mine, a mom with three sons, whose unexpected death left a large community in shock. She had actually been bowling only hours earlier with her family, then passed away in the night. We’re all still reeling as we try to wrap our minds and hearts around the fact that she’s really gone. Additionally, I have two other girlfriends who are painfully walking alongside their mothers right now as each of them prepares to make her entrance to heaven sometime soon. Clearly, this end-of-life theme is extremely poignant and raw for me right now.

There’s nothing like the end of someone’s life to challenge everyone who knew that person to do some serious soul searching about what lasts and what really matters.

Do you ever wonder what your kids will say about you after you’re gone?

I think this is a good question to ponder. Because the truth is that the way you answer this question will significantly impact the way you live today…and each day after.

I’ve been conducting my own empirical research over the past year. And though you might think this a bit morbid, I’ll share it nonetheless. I’ve been going to card sections in various stores---from drug stores to grocery stores to Hallmark to Dollar Tree---just to see which cards are available to give to someone after the death of a father. Here’s what I’ve discovered in this process: virtually every store has a wide range of cards for the loss of one’s mother, but most of them had only one--or maybe two--options for the loss of a father. I was both surprised and saddened by this. But when the pattern repeated itself, I figured there must be a reason. The only sense I can make of it is that it must be about supply and demand. I can’t help but wonder if there’s not as much of a demand for cards that console children who have lost their dads.

This brings to mind a story you may have read about of a Catholic nun who, at the request of a prison inmate, bought a Mother’s Day card for him to send to his mom. Word got around the prison, and after being inundated with requests, the nun contacted Hallmark who then made a large donation of boxed cards so the other inmates could also send cards to their moms for Mother’s Day. So as to anticipate the rush for Father’s Day the following month, she contacted Hallmark again asking for a donation. To her surprise, not even one inmate asked for a free card to honor his father. Perhaps we’ll never know the reason why the story played out this way, but my guess is that their mamas had consistently made more heart deposits than their dads had.

Oh, how I long to see that reality change. This is what fuels my passion to assist, equip, and empower fathers to turn their hearts toward their children, especially their daughters.

You know this already, but I’ll say it again: We all leave a legacy. One way or another, we leave an imprint that lasts beyond our days on earth.

Thus, I invite you to ask yourself a tough question, one that will allow you to be brutally honest with yourself while sitting in the reality that you will leave a legacy…for good or bad.

What do you want your legacy to look like?

You get to decide, in large part, what the answer to that question will be by the choices you make today.

You will literally change the course of history through your active engagement with your daughter (and son) at a heart level. She will carry you with her long after you leave this earth. She will replay audio recordings inside her head of conversations the two of you had. She will watch videos in her mind’s eye where you interacted with each other. She will look at tangible items you bought her, made for her, or wrote to her that will serve as forever reminders of you.

Your legacy will live on inside her in direct proportion to your heart investment in her.

Every year in The Abba Project I invite dads to complete this sentence during our very first meeting:

At the end of my life, if my daughter had only

ONE THING

to say about me, I’d want it to be...

I encourage them to be specific so that their goal is measurable while adding, “If you state that you want your daughter to know you loved her, write a specific way that your love will be expressed to her so you can know that you did it.”

Year after year I am blown away at the incredible warmth and depth that arises from the hearts of fathers in The Abba Project who each want their daughters to truly know how much they are loved by them. Listen to a few of the responses from dads in the group this year who responded honestly by sharing the ONE THING they want their daughters to say about them after they’re gone:

• That I was always there.
• That I loved her just the way she is.
• That I understand her.
• That my dad was the source of the courage and confidence I needed to take chances.
• That my dad was there when I needed him.
• That he was the best dad I could have asked for.
• I want each one of my girls to say, 'I was his favorite.’

How about you? How are you completing this sentence?

Decide today what it is, specifically, that you want your daughter (and son) to remember about you when you’re not here anymore to remind them of their value to you. I encourage you to keep this page open right now and not to walk away until you’ve answered.

Dad, there’s no better time than the present to respond so that you can put your heart’s desire into action today. Here’s the sentence again:

At the end of my life, if my daughter (or son) had only ONE THING to say about me, I’d want it to be...

(As always, if you want to share your answer with me, I’d love to hear. Write me at drmichellewatson@gmail.com).

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The Power of a Dad's Written Words

This past summer I had the privilege of attending a big music festival in Salem, Oregon called Fish Fest. What made it extra special is that it was my first public appearance with KPDQ, the station that is now hosting my new radio program, The Dad Whisperer. 

It was a day I’ll never forget, due in part to the 104-degree weather, yet also because it was so meaningful to be a part of connecting with people while having the privilege of hearing their stories. I also gave away a copy of my book every hour, which was a fun way to put my book into the hands of our listeners.

Early in the day, I had the privilege of talking with a dad who told me some of his story, one that included his 17-year old daughter living in the Midwest with her mom. He said that he texts her a few times a week and that’s how they stay connected. I affirmed him for investing in his daughter in that way but then decided to say a bit more (I know…BIG SURPRISE!)

I encouraged him to write letters to his daughter periodically, adding that when a dad writes something in his own handwriting, it stands out from all the technology. I acknowledge here that I may have misread his body language, but I got the sense that I’d said enough. So we smiled and said goodbye.

An hour or two later, after another hourly book drawing, a beautiful woman in her late 50’s, with poise and grace in abundance, came to the booth to get her book. We got to talking and she shared that she had just lost her husband of 38 years this past November (about nine months earlier). She said that she had come to this event alone and was learning to branch out and try new things in this season of her life. She also said that she had two sons but was looking forward to reading the book, and then promised to give it to a dad of a daughter who could use it.

It was then that I took a risk in the hope of opening up a “deeper conversation.” I decided to ask about her relationship with her dad. She readily began talking and shared that her father was a quiet man. She said they didn’t have much of a relationship because he worked a lot. But then her tone changed and she broke into a beaming smile while telling me a specific story.

“When I was in eighth grade, my dad was out of town for business. And he wrote me two letters during the time he was gone. I don’t quite know why he did it, but I’m glad he did.”

By the tone of her voice and her radiant smile, I knew which question to ask next.

“Did you save the letters?” I asked.

“Yes, I sure did,” she said with a happy lilt to her voice, “and I still have them.”

I immediately told her that I knew just the man who needed to hear her story. I told her that there was a dad who needed to know how important a dad’s written words are to his daughter and she gave me permission to share her story. But in a crowd so large, I wasn’t sure if I’d see him again.

Yet wouldn’t you know it, the next person to win a book in the following hour was that man’s girlfriend! So there he was, back at the booth. And I’m guessing you know how the story continued.

I’m not sure that he was as inspired as I was. But suffice it to say, this is a story that bears repeating while serving as a lesson to dads of daughters:

Dad, put your words of love, affirmation, acceptance, belief, encouragement, applause, and kindness in writing to your daughter and she will most likely treasure it for a lifetime.

Action Step: Here we are with a little over a month until Christmas. What if you wrote a letter to your daughter and put it in a box as a gift for her this year? I guarantee she will treasure it!

Or maybe you want to follow in the footsteps of former Abba Project Dad, Wayne, and after writing your letter, you can hire someone to write it in calligraphy and have it framed.

No matter the format you choose, your daughter will soak in your words that you put in writing. In fact, I’ll go as far as to say that it just could be her favorite Christmas present this year! Why not give it a try and see.

P.S. Though I've shared this with my readers before, I want to make sure all of you dads have a copy. "Writing a Letter to Your Daughter" (attached as a PDF) will give you lots of ideas should you decide to put pen to paper and give your daughter something to cherish that’s written in your handwriting!

"WRITING A LETTER TO YOUR DAUGHTER.PDF"

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