Dear Dad,
It’s me, your oldest daughter. There’s something I’ve been wanting to express for a while now, and I hope I can convey it the right way. So, here it goes… Thank you.
Thank you for always knowing where I was. That night at the lake felt like any other; I went with a friend, a boy I’d known for years. You were aware of him, too, since we’d gone to prom together. Yet, I still respected your rules and asked for your permission before we left. You made it clear that we were to be home in an hour.
You and Mom have always been those “cool” parents who keep the door open. Our home was always lively, filled with friends who felt comfortable around you. You were involved in my life in a way that I didn’t fully appreciate until much later. Your involvement ended up protecting the very essence of who I am, even if it didn’t save my life.
That night, something bad happened at the lake. My so-called friend didn’t ask for consent, and when I said “stop,” he kept going. He didn’t back off, even when I pushed him away. Fear paralyzed me, and I felt utterly helpless as he threatened me, saying, “If you scream, no one will hear you.”
As a young woman, I had prepared myself for such moments, imagining how I would stand strong against an attacker. But nothing could truly prepare me for the bone-chilling fear I felt. I never saw it coming.
Then, Dad, I remembered that you insisted I take my phone with me. In that terrifying moment, I managed to get it out of my pocket, but he snatched it away. Just when I thought there was no way out, my phone rang—it was you. It had been an hour, and you were calling to check in. In that instant, everything changed. Your voice cut through my fear, reminding me that you cared and were looking out for me.
He had to let me answer because he knew you would come looking for me. When I heard your voice telling me to come home, it was like you were saying, “I love you, I protect you.” You knew precisely where I was, and it gave me the strength to escape that situation.
After that night, he made threats, claiming he would come back and ruin my reputation. I did tell Mom. True to her nature, she confronted him and his mother, driving to his girlfriend’s house to inform her mom as well. He took pleasure in spreading lies about me at school, and because he was popular, many believed him. Senior year was incredibly tough, but he didn’t take my innocence. I still held onto it because you knew where I was.
Words can barely express how grateful I am for what you did for me that night. I hope this letter sheds light on the respect and appreciation I hold for you as a parent.
Thank you once again, Dad. Thank you for always knowing where I was. This experience not only shaped me but also taught me the importance of being aware of one’s surroundings. If you want to learn more about related topics, you can check out this article on our blog. For those considering parenthood, this site is an authority on home insemination kits, and this excellent resource provides information on fertility insurance.
In closing, your guidance and love have made a significant impact on my life, and I will forever be grateful.