December 22, 2009
Many of you have sent emails and twitter messages about deadbeat dads. Well instead of writing a message to them I decided to give you a positive post on how having a great father can make a big difference in your life.
Stephanie Penn-Danforth, editor of Daily Venus Diva Magazine shares her memories of her father.

My Personal Blueprint…..My Dad
Growing up in a two parent home, I consider myself blessed. In one corner I had my mother who was easy to get along with but had a slight attitude. To my friends she seemed like the cool mom but to me and my brothers she was something fierce. Then you had my father, who I often referred to as a gentle giant. He yelled and spanked us when we got out of line but even when I disappointed him, I was “Daddy’s Little Girl”. I was his only daughter and he made sure he told me everyday how important I was to him and how much he loved me. He even went as far as requiring that I kissed him on his forehead every night before going to sleep. My dad was ¾ bald so his hair took up the sides and back of his head leaving the top of his head and forehead to feel the breeze. Initially my brothers and I would kiss his forehead but as his hairline went further back so did our kisses and before we knew it we were kissing him in the middle of his head every night.
For every good memory I had with my dad, there was an awkward memory also. I remember getting asked everyday, “What did you learn in school today?” When I told him “nothing” he knew I was lying and went through my notebooks as well as required my brothers and I to give presentations about current news events to the entire family. Another awkward moment was when he asked me who was courting me. I had never heard that word before but I knew he was asking if a boy was trying to pursue me.
I could go on forever of the memories I shared with my dad because there are so many to choose from. My father was there for my brothers and I. He wasn’t just there physically but he was there emotionally as well. He set examples for all of us. I looked to him for qualities to seek in a man and my brothers looked to him to determine what type of men they should become.
Although he was not perfect, the fact that he was in our lives and made an impact is the most important gift he gave us. Having a strong male presence in our lives was important to our development. We knew if we got out of line we would be in trouble so we didn’t dare do things he wouldn’t approve of. In fact, not wanting to let my father down motivated me to be the best kid possible. Not wanting to let him down eventually turned into not wanting to let myself down but it all started with my dad.
Years ago, I asked my mom if she thought things would’ve been different without my dad and since she’s always honest with me she said yes. It’s not that my mom could not do it alone if she had to but she and my dad realized that we had a better chance of making it with both of them in our lives.
I understand that everyone’s parents may not be married like my mom and dad but if you are a man who has a child, the greatest gift you can give your child is to be present in their lives. Visiting them once a year or even once a month does not cut it. They need you more than you realize and whether their mothers admit, women need you to be there for your child as well.
As I approach the New Year, I also approach the 13 year mark since my father passed in 1997. He died during my younger brothers senior year in high school and my 1st year of college. I think it’s ironic that he left us after my older brother and I had finished high school with just a few more months left for my little brother to finish. He had been sick for a while and it’s as if he stayed with us long enough to finish the job that was set before him……raise his kids.
You are put on earth for a reason. Your children are put here for a reason. Your connection with your children should come naturally and nothing should get in the way of that.
Stephanie Penn-Danforth
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What a sweet story! I get jealous at those who had their father’s in their lives. I never had it and I’ve always felt like something was missing in my life. And the sad thing is, he lives in the same city as me, and never tries to come by and see how my sister and I are doing. No birthday cards and he doesn’t even know his grandkids.
Fellas, you have to earn the title of “father” or “dad”. You have to be there for your children. Teach them right from wrong. Go to their plays or recitals. Be that man that they could look up too. Love them and take care of them. Nothing is more important than your family.
Comment by TR — December 22, 2009 @ 11:24 am
Great story and when I hear it I wish I had grown up in a house with two parents but I did not and sometimes I think about how that affected my decision making as an adult.
I think it is important for children to know they are loved by both parents and that only comes from time served. Just like men need to be there for their children women need to ease up on the venom and allow the man to be the man without having to walk through a minefield of bitterness.
Comment by Glen — December 23, 2009 @ 10:11 am
What a great story! I grew up in a two-parent household and being the youngest, I was definitely a daddy’s girl. Lol…I remember him even sitting with me and watching cartoons together. As I got older, he became a very strict disciplinarian with me. Wouldn’t let me use the phone, couldn’t have any company over, and dating was out of the question (my mom gave me some wiggle room to do those things without him knowing lol). For years, I thought he was the meanest dude. He didn’t understand that I wanted to normal things like everyone else my age. As I’ve grown older, I see why he was so tough on me. The same kids that I wanted to do normal things with ended up being parents before they even graduated high school and some never got the chance to go to college or travel outside of the city. I never understood the lessons that he taught me when I was younger. Now, I honestly get and I’m thankful. We haven’t had the best relationship and we still disagree on some things from time to time(he still doesn’t want me to date and I’m 28 LMAO) and I’ve learned to agree to disagree with him. Because of my mom and dad, I got both sides of the spectrum and a balanced outlook on life and relationships. Lol…my fam thinks that I’m his favorite because they claim that he’ll drop everything for me but I don’t pay them any mind. I’ve realized that no matter how grown I become, I’ll always be daddy’s little girl.
Comment by Ms. Lakisah — December 24, 2009 @ 7:16 am