Every little girl dreams of her wedding day to have that special father daughter dance. That moment between her father and her is so special it takes her breath away. Her father then realizes that it’s time to let her “spread her wings and fly.” Driving in the car with my dad is always an adventure. Whether it was blasting the radio and singing along or telling inside jokes that nobody else knew what we were talking about, he always made me smile. It’s a nice summer day and the sun is beating down hard on the car. I could feel the rays going through my shirt. My dad just picked me up from my Nana’s house and he mentions that he just bought a new tape. “Who is the artist?” I ask my dad. “His name is Bob Carsiles.” He says. “Who?” Asking all confused. “Just listen will ya!” “fine.” Unhappy about the whole thing I say “this is boring.” At the stop sign, my dad puts the car in park and I realize my dad was acting quite unusual then. I don’t know what to do. I’m freaking out because I feel like I did something wrong. “Britt, I really want you to listen to this song. It is my song to you. This is how I feel about you as my daughter. Forever I want us to share this song together and I always want you to know the meaning behind it and to know that I love you. Okay?” Shakes head yes. Puts car in drive and presses play. Listening, “She was sent here from Heaven and she’s daddy’s little girl,” I started to get goose bumps and that smile I always had with him in the car slowly fades and tears drip down my face. “Dad, what is this song called?” “Butterfly kisses. Do you like it?” “I love it!” Dad smiles. We pull in the driveway and I run to my room and close the door behind me. I lay on my bed just thinking. Thinking how can one song be so moving and so powerful? How can one song be so beautiful and have such meaning behind it? These questions are rushing through my head as I place my head on my pillow. Notes:
My dad and I have always had a special bond. I usually consider myself a daddy’s girl. The reason I chose this song though was because it had such meaning behind it. Ever since that day in the car with him, I cry every time I hear the song. I can understand very well why my dad chose that song for many different reasons. Now, when I’m in the car with my dad and “Butterfly kisses” comes on the radio, I turn to him and say, “Turn it up dad, it’s our song!” I look to my dad and we both smile. My smile has tears. My dad’s smile has that look every daughter wishes they could get for their father. I brought up the wedding part in the beginning because I dream about my wedding sometimes and I dream of this song playing as my father daughter dance. I can see it like its written in front of me that my dad and I both will be crying, realizing how special and far this song truly is to us. Even though my dad and I were close, this song brought our relationship to a whole new level then we never thought before.