“In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.” —Mignon McLaughlin
Youngins of the 90s revolved around the introduction of Disney Princesses, their fairytale, and ‘happily everafters’. It was always waiting for princes on their steeds, waiting to be rescued. Who could blame them thinking they were damsels in distress, waiting for ‘the one’ to sweep them off their feet into happiness.
The idea of love is there, somehow. You’ll know he’s the one if he completes your duet and saves you from the fire-breathing dragon. He’ll comeover in a heartbeat to rescue you if you’re ever in trouble.
You don’t have to commit the rest of your life in waiting. Your true love will come around. Just not in a shining armor or on a royal stallion. In the meantime if he’s not yet around, there’s someone else who will be your saviour.
Girls need to learn to be independent, and at the same time, knowing they are always protected. Fathers hold their daughters very dear to their hearts. Before anyone, the first man you ever loved was, and will always be, your father. You are already a princess in his eyes.
He was there when you first walked, cautious and always around you. To catch you when you fall, to read you bedtime stories or to check for monsters under the bed. Fathers have their own secret ways of showing affection, but you know, he loves you very much.
He was there throughout your life, and will always be, till his last breath. Girls are caught up trying to find their knight when she already has one.