This made me smile
Posted: September 9, 2011 Filed under: Hollywood Spinster 4 CommentsI rarely repeat random comments but someone called Luanne, in Canada, posted this anecdote at the bottom of an article about Gwyneth Paltrow. 
She’s not my favourite actress but if this story is true about her dad, then she’s just become a 1,000 times luckier in my head than I already thought she was.
“I may not like some things about her but I do envy her self worth which was instilled in her in part by her father. This is what she wrote, (in part) on her blog. 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.” It doesn’t have to be an expensive trip like that but just knowing you’re loved like this would make anyone feel somewhat confident and maybe too much so in the eyes of many who never felt that kind of love.” Luanne, Canada.
Hollywood Spinster 
See, now, maybe it’s just me, but the thought of a father saying that to his little girl just goes and does bad bad things in my head, like the ego of the father was such that he needed to ruin the romanticism of Paris so his daughter wouldn’t think of it in the same terms as other girls because, well hey, my Daddy loved me in Paris first and always. We know where he was going, and call me a cynic, but…well, yuck.
And yes, I am a cynic. Particularly when it comes to family relations… aarrgh, I’m giving away all my deep dark secrets whilst drinking this drinkie and reading this bloggie! Okay, never mind.
Maybe it’s because I miss my dad. But I think that he instilled in her a great sense of worth, and how wonderful to be able to present her with such a treasured moment. I have memories like that too. Thank goodness. Gwynnie got married but I never found a man who I loved me as much as my dad did. So for that, it gets an ‘awwwwww’.
And now you’re going to make me weepy… Must give up either drink or blogs. Decisions, decisions.