Father's tears for his daughter

Among thousands of human relationships, I always wonder about the feelings between father and daughter. There is a cheesy saying that: "A daughter is the first love of her father in his previous life." I only doubt this philosophy because the way men treat women is basically the same, they only have different faces. The tears a father sheds for his daughter are certainly much more salty than those of strange women.

Yesterday I watched a video of a church wedding in America, the father held his daughter's hand and told a story to the groom at the wedding.

“I had a son and was always satisfied with that. One day my wife was pregnant and I prayed to God to give me a baby girl. He did. I was the first person to hold my daughter in my arms. I prayed again to make her look like her mother. Ngãi did so. She was very kind, generous and good-natured.

I suddenly realized I was left out and asked God to make her more like me. He did. She could drive the truck and the tractor, carry bags of rice and help us harvest. Have you found someone you’ve married? I thanked God, said, “That’s enough, please make her more like you.” He did too. He made her kind, helpful, and loving. She became a nurse, brought strangers back from the dead and sometimes held their hands as they breathed their last…

But something was missing so I said, 'Lord, please give her happiness.' And she met you. You saw my daughter's face, I've never seen her like that. Today I give you the best thing I have. I want you to know how hard God and I worked to get her for you, behave yourself, don't mess around."

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I have attended many weddings, most of the fathers unintentionally turned into clumsy actors on stage, babbling along with the MC's empty rhetoric, urging the fathers to raise their glasses to bless the guests, and thanking both families. They were deprived of the moment of saying goodbye to their daughter, their "first love". Every mother of the bride is the same, instinctively crying like rain, because they are women and after tonight their child will be a different person, the vague anxiety of women knowing that their child is about to really go out into the world.

My friend got married, his father-in-law was a soldier from Quang Tri, his body was full of bullets, fate chose him as the only survivor of the whole company in 1972 from the rubble. On the wedding day, his daughter stood still and cried like rain.

An old friend of mine who is famous for being difficult has two grown daughters. When she has a boyfriend, she never asks him whose family he is or where he comes from, just one question: "Are you happy?"

I have been close friends with a female friend since high school, her husband is well-educated and famous for being successful and talented, and they have 3 daughters, all born by cesarean section. The other day I met her again, she was pregnant with her 4th child at the age of 37, she went for an ultrasound and asked to meet me at the old house, when I arrived she was hugging her father and crying like a child because the 4th child was a boy. The gender of the child saved her marriage because of pressure from her mother-in-law. I said: "Are you going to have another cesarean section? Be very careful." She said: "Don't worry, she probably won't die." Only then did her father raise his hand to wipe something that was welling up in the corner of his eyes.

Which child is mine? Which sea is calm?

According to Ngoisao.net