Please, introduce yourself to me. You are attending a school renowned for turning out polite, upstanding young men. Please show what you have learned. When I come to pick my daughter up from your date, please don't ignore me, introduce yourself. I don't care if your friends don't think your cool. It's not them you are dating.
You are dating MY daughter. Please don't be mistaken in thinking she is one of your many girlfriends. She is a princess. She is a priceless gift and she has many, many family members who hold her in high esteem. Unlike many of her friends, she has been brought up to believe in herself and her self worth. She has been brought up in a household where her parents demonstrate their love often. She is the product of an old fashioned family, an unbroken, unblended family. She has two parents who love her deeply and care where she is and with whom. She has two parents who believe in rules and she knows the consequences of breaking them.
She is modest and cautious. She holds her heart close and will give you it piece by piece. Do not expect the world for you will not get it. She is not worldly and experienced in matters of the heart. She is gentle and reserved. Do not hurt her, do not rush her, in this you will earn her respect.
She is my friend, she is my daughter. And I expect you to treat her like the rare and wonderful creature she is. If you do not, it is my job to protect her and I always finish my jobs.
This I can promise you,
Mrs I
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To my daughters "best friend",
My daughter is not like you. Her parents are not like yours. We know where our child is and in who's bed she is sleeping. We care deeply about her and her self worth. You do not have the right to call my daughter frigid. You do not have the right to encourage her to attend parties where alcohol will be served and you do not have the right to advise her to ignore her parents wishes.
You come from a different world. A world where it seems neither of your parents know where you are. A world where your parents no longer love each other and because of this, you seem to believe it gives you free reign to do and bhave however you feel.
My daughter is not a child of this world. She lives in a world where love is openly shown, where her parents still care deeply for each other, where each of our children are respected for the individual's they are. She lives in a world where an,open hand is not automatically filled with things or money. A world where she is expected to work for herself and work for her family. A world where chores are given and expected to be done.
My daughter talks to me. She accepts that I wear two hats, a friend hat and a Mum hat. She knows that I can put either aside but, for her own good, Mum hat triumphs at the end of the day. She knows that when the time is right, she can come to me and express her desire for birth control or a safe place to consummate her love for whomever she chooses. She will not end up "in someone's bed, not sure how she got there". When she finally decides to have sex, I hope I have taught her to respect herself and that sex is not just something to do.
At this moment I feel sorry for you. I ache that you have not thought this through. I ache that, as a mere child of fifteen, you already are a statistic with multiple partners. I wishi could advise you to cherish that which you have given freely. Alas, you are not my daughter and I can only protect my own.
Do not denigrate my daughter for her self worth. Do not belittle her for the choices she makes. Know she has a family who care who she is and what she does.
Cin
