Julia T. Williams | Daddy’s Little Girl
Julia T. Williams is a storyteller on a mission to help better lives through storytelling. She writes about all the things that go wrong and how people fight to make them right. Telling stories that matter while helping others cultivate theirs.
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Daddy’s Little Girl

Before I was conceived, I have been his little girl.
My father always tells the story of how he prayed for a “beautiful, black daughter.” He wanted me to be of the darker persuasion just like him. Depending on what part of the summer it is, you will find me looking just like him.
I want to take this moment out to tell my father how much I appreciate him.
Daddy, from day one you have shown me what it feels like to be loved by you. Just the way you told me of how God loves me, you have given me the same unconditional love.
There are so many women out here who have no inkling where their fathers are and there are just as many who don’t even know who their fathers are. I thank God that I know who you are and that you are in the same place you have always been: right here.
We have not always seen things eye-to-eye; yet we always find our way back to the love and appreciation, the laughter and the hugs that lets us know we are father and daughter. It’s your love and devotion that diminishes whatever went awry.
Daddy, you know what I find so amazing about your fatherhood? I’ll tell you (smile). You had no idea how to be a father. You had no idea what a father does or what he is. You had no example. Nothing to go by. But you did it! You raised a son and a daughter. You changed my diapers. You gave me trinkets for being good. You lifted me up off the ground on Sunday mornings while helping me put on my pantyhose (gosh I miss those days) for church. You held my bike while I swerved back and forth down the street. You told me to quit being ‘mannish’ and taught me how to be a lady. You taught me how to love God. You taught me how to love. You supported me even when you didn’t agree with what I was doing. You gave me space to learn my own lessons all the while being there for me when those lesson came back to haunt me. You were there when my relationships didn’t work out. You gave me hope that the right one is out there looking for me. You’ve been there through my struggles, through my trials and tribulations. And you’ve been there for my triumphs, my awards and accomplishments. No matter what they were, you’ve always supported my dreams…even when they change daily. You’ve always been there to lift me up when I haven’t felt my best. Even on my good days, you still find ways to make them even better. When you retired from the military, you unselfishly continued to put in hard work to make sure your family never wanted or needed for anything. You sacrificed so much so that we had a better life than you did. Even when I didn’t appreciate your hard work, you still persevered. You never gave up. You never gave in. No matter what, you have always been here for me. For all that you do, Daddy, I salute you!
God could NOT have given me a better father! Daddy, I love you. Thank you for being a great example of what a father should be. And thank you for showing me what kind of man I need who will be a great father to my children.
Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.” Proverbs 22:6
You did an outstanding job, Dad. Happy Father’s Day!
To all the fathers out there, Happy Father’s Day to you as well. Love on your children=)

This is Jewells signing out…

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