I sit here wondering how it all happened so fast. My firstborn, my baby girl, my favorite daughter is now an adult. It seems like in a blink of an eye she has gone from being the little baby to a grown woman.
As I drove into Boston this morning as the sun was rising over the rolling hills of the Massachusetts turnpike I realized that 18 years ago at almost the same moment I was driving home from the hospital as a father for the very first time. Much like today I was short on sleep but couldn't wait to get to work on the sheet of plywood I had put aside just for that very day.
I was proud to let our neighborhood know that she was finally here, that I was finally able to look into her eyes, hold her tiny hands as well as hug and kiss her, She was my little miracle.
She was perfect in every way! At the time I couldn't wait for her to grow as I had dreams of hunting and fishing together, little did I know that in the blink of an eye I would give it all to slow the past 18 years down so I could enjoy those moments even longer. Today my baby turned 18, while I don't expect her to instantly change into an adult I have to face that fact that my baby is no longer a child. A fact that became a reality to me last weekend when we celebrated her completion of high school and announced that she had officially graduated, top of her class I might add too!
Over the years we have made some great memories and I am grateful for every moment. The past 18 years have been a learning experience for both of us. It was my first time raising a child and why I may not have always done things right but I tried to do them the best I knew how. The fact that I get to celebrate with my baby on her 18th birthday is a milestone for me as well considering my dad didn't live long enough to celebrate my 18th birthday with me. Much like my dad though I have spent countless hours with my daughter doing the things I loved together and while I don't know if Ariel will always want to carry on our traditions I am grateful that she shared so many of them with me so far.
As I said earlier I dreamed of the days we would get to hunt and fish together. I knew that having a little girl might mean she didn't want to do these things and that I may have to settle for playing barbies or sitting around a tiny table having tea parties, something that I would have loved just as much. Thankfully as soon as she could walk and talk she would be waiting for me when I came home from my outdoor adventures wanting to see what I had and help with the processing of whatever game I was going to feed us. It was no surprise to anyone who knew us that I was taking her out to my deer blind when she was only 3 years old. It wasn't about hunting at that point it was about spending time with my daughter and watching wildlife that most kids her age only saw in picture books or zoos.
My dreams of hunting and fishing together became reality and before I knew it I watched Ariel catch her first trout out of the rapids in a brook, a memory that is a family favorite due to all the other things that happened on that trip, ask me about it in person some time and I will be more than glad to tell you the story. I had a fishing goddess for a daughter! It didn't take her long to start outfishing the boys and even less time for her to feel more then comfortable trash talking while doing it - another story that is probably better told by Tony! As you can see below there are no fish tales when it comes to Ariel, especially out on the ice!
If she didn't amaze me enough with her skill as a fishermen (or should I say fisherwoman) it didn't take long for her to amaze me with her skills in the field and woods. She was a natural when it came to swinging a shotgun and an even better shot with a rifle. Something she proved when she earned her shooting award through BSA Venturing. An award she earned with style by outperforming her firearms instructor on multiple outings, Ya, you could say I am a proud father!
Don't get me wrong, Ariel may seem like a tomboy from what I have said so far but trust me she is all girl. She loved her dolls, pink dresses and cute fluffy animals but at the same time she had no hesitation to chasing snakes and toads around the yard with her dear o'l dad.
Over the past 18 years we have made lots of memories each of them special in their own way but I have to say the past few years we have got to do some things together that for me as a kid were only a dream. Together as a family we explored the Island of Bermuda multiple times as well as many of the Caribbean Islands earlier this year.
We learned together that I enjoy taking selfies more than the average teenie bopper and I am good at doing it with style!
Ariel taught me that there is more than heavy metal, 80's rock and old school country music by convincing me to take her to see some of her favorite artist. A lesson that she may regret as now she is stuck with taking me along to all her concerts. At least I find fun places to eat when we are in the city.
Life growing up raising a child isn't always fun and games though, you see there comes a time when said child reaches the age when they want to start spreading their wings and find some independence which means that a bicycle isn't good enough anymore, they want to drive a car! Thankfully I work a lot so Rebecca had to take the first rides of terror but not long after I finally stepped into the role of a teacher and buckled into the passengers seat. Now I don't want to pat myself on the back but I think one of my greatest accomplishments since loosing my hair was teaching Ariel how to drive. I know I didn't do it alone but I think we had fun and had some pretty good lunches along the was as well.
Ariel,
I know I may have been rambling as I shared some of the brief moments we have shared together but I want you to know I cherish the fact that you are my daughter. You have your mothers beauty and your fathers hardheadedness, your devotion and your fathers aim. You have experienced grief, you have experienced love, you have been hurt and you have comforted others. I know there are days when it seems like its not worth getting out of bed but I want you to know that each day I see you beautiful face I am reminded how truly lucky and blessed I am. I hope that the next 18 years of life are nothing but good but the reality is in life there are hard times too. I hope you know that in good times and bad I love you, I am proud to call you daughter and now that you are growing up I look forward to calling you friend as well. I will always be your dad and you will always make me proud to call you Daughter. Happy 18th Birthday and I look forward to celebrating many more with you. I love you always and forever.
Da
