The teen scene is a distant memory and my daughters are grown. They have their own houses, cars and TV remotes. I have their Momma to myself for our second honeymoon, which is great. But there is an underlying feeling something has changed for me, a role reversal. I am the one watching out the window and running to the door when I see my daughters pulling into the driveway. It is my voice singing the chorus of “The daughters are home!” I will run outside in sock feet to greet them. I will dash out in the cold with no coat. Shawn and I race to see who gets first hug. The girls bring cheer, laughter, and pure joy. We are delighted they have come to visit and are determined to have as much fun as possible in the short time they are with us. It is time to play again. And we do!
Adult daughters are full of surprises. A stealthy email arrived informing me the Dynamic Duo was kidnapping Mom for a Mother’s Day dinner. My part was to have Shawn ready to go without giving any details. The ladies had a great time and I am thankful my daughters view their Mom as a friend. Adult daughters still need their Mom and a hug from time to time.
Shawn and I were invited to dinner one Friday only to discover our sweet daughters had assembled many of our friends for a surprise 30th wedding anniversary celebration. It was awesome, a treasured memory worth more than an overstuffed retirement account. When we visit our daughters for a meal, we are the ones coming home with Tupperware filled with leftovers. Talk about a role reversal!
I have the privilege of joining the girls on many of their projects – wood building, home repair, and gardening. I’m always amazed at their ideas and creativity. Simply being with them is great, and it does not matter to me what we are doing. Adult daughters need their Dad and will seek his advice from time to time. They are always ready for a big Dad hug.
Bringing up daughters is a lifetime investment. During some stages the return is immediately evident. At other times we have to be patient. The result is well worth the time. Daughters are treasures at any stage of life.
I plan to keep mine!