Daddy Daughter Date

Who knew Gwenyth Paltrow had a blog? Not just a blog, but an interesting, recipe-full, inspirational, athletically motivational, and clearly emotional blog?? Not me. Well....I found her today, and came across this gem of a post. It made me tear up, and realize how grateful I am for my father. He is the first man I have ever loved, and the first one to love me unconditionally. I am so thankful for that gift.

So....Daddy? Darling father of mine? When'ya takin' me to Paris? Keep with the spirit of Gwenyth's post below??

Paris

When I was ten years old, my father and I took a trip to Paris, leaving my younger brother and mother in London where she was filming a movie. My dad believed in one-on-one time with us, and sometimes that extended to a weekend away. We stayed at a great hotel and he said I could order whatever I wanted for breakfast (French fries). We went to the Pompidou museum, the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre - the usual spots. It was pretty great. On the plane back to London he asked me if I knew why we had gone, just he and I, to Paris for the weekend. I said no, but I felt so lucky for the trip. He said, “I wanted you to see Paris for the first time with a man who would always love you, no matter what.” From that time on, Paris was and continues to be very special to me. I lived there for five months in 1994 and I have made many trips back. These are the places in Paris I stay and eat and toast my dad.

Love,

(and Amy)