DADDY CONTRIBUTOR: Varina Price

1521808695783Unlike The Unhappy Wife book, Daddy is not written by me. This anthology includes stories written by women, who felt it important to publicly re-tell narratives centered on their relationship with their father. Each woman’s purpose is similar, yet different. Every Friday, I invite you to read about their reason why.

Today, please meet Varina Price, author of “A Letter to My Father,” which includes the actual letter she wrote to her dad.

Why were you inspired to contribute to this book? I wrote a letter to my father one year in hopes to reconcile a neglected relationship. A year later, with no response, I still needed to vent, I needed someone to hear my agony, so I blogged about it. I wanted women and girls to know they were not alone, that the pain they suffered, the feeling of abandonment was not their fault.

What is your father-daughter relationship like now? Until this day I have no father-daughter relationship. I have chosen to not indulge any more time into something I cannot change. I cannot change the way he feels about me, and I cannot force a relationship from someone who cannot find the time to invest.

If there is one thing you could tell your father what would it be? It would be exactly what I wrote in the letter. At this time, I don’t think there would be much to say. Too much time has passed; too much pain has been experienced.

If there is one thing you could tell men with daughters what would it be?

Anyone who is a father or expecting a daughter, I would tell him to create a trusting bond with her. Make memories, take plenty of pictures, and illuminate a relationship, which she can build a foundation on that will demonstrate how men should treat her.

What are you working on currently? I’m focusing on school right now.

Varina Price was born in Fresno, California. She holds a degree in public health from National University and is currently completing nursing school. She is married to Nicholas Price and is mother to Aaron Peraza, Bryce Peraza, Noah Peraza, and Brayden Price.

A portion of the book’s proceeds will be contributed to an organization important to Price, the Marjaree Mason Center. The organization “provides emergency and longer-term safe housing, along with a wide variety of support services for victims of domestic violence in Fresno County.”

The eBook version of Daddy is available now for pre-order.

Paperback is available for order here.

10 thoughts on “DADDY CONTRIBUTOR: Varina Price

  1. I met my biological father twice (at the funerals of my biological grandparents) and what I was most shocked about, the fact that he didn’t even know my birthday and he didn’t told his current wife (at the time) of my existence. I told myself, I didn’t want such a person in my life.
    About three years ago, I tried to connect with him…just out of curiosity, maybe both adults, some kind of relationship would be possible. Well, after three weeks I got a response to my email. A meeting was possible, if I didn’t tell his wife about it. I told him ‘never mind me asking, the meeting is off’. I don’t do ‘behind someones back’ and I also figured…if I was able to locate him, he could have found me in the previous 43 years. Obviously, I am not that important to him, or he thinks I will be more happy without him. But I made the choice to move on, without my biological father present. Maybe, due to the two (step)fathers who are here for me, it was easier to make that decision.
    This “I cannot change the way he feels about me, and I cannot force a relationship from someone who cannot find the time to invest.” I can totally relate too.

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    1. Patty, apologies for my taking so long to reply. I appreciate your sharing this story about your father. Unfortunately, there are many of us who can relate. I wish I understood what makes some parents easy to cast their children off so easily. It really does bother me, but I’m happy to see that you seem to have found a way to cope in a healthy way.

      Not that you need my approval, but I totally agree with your decision. It’s almost like he wanted to meet in a clandestine way, which is odd. Better to move forward in peace.

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      1. No apologizes necessary, dear Katherin 😉
        It wasn’t easy to make that decision, I have to admit. But yes, I finally made peace with it. Thank you for your kind words and support. Means a truly a lot.
        Enjoy your weekend, dear Katherin. XxX

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  2. After my first year in the convent, I wrote my father a letter forgiving him for the pain he had caused me during the years I had lived under his roof. Though I did not wish for it, he suffered the consequences of his violent acts later in life. When my four siblings and I started working, my mother left him. His adult children all migrated to distant lands, leaving him alone.

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      1. I believe it made a difference in our relationship. When I left the convent, I moved back home with him – following his invitation – and we enjoyed a peaceful relationship. By then, with the rest of the family deserting him, he had lost his bite.

        He told my younger sister that he beat us “to make us grow up good.” I’ve since come to believe that this mentality may be one of the legacies of slavery. (Guyana was a British colony until its independence in May 1966. The colony was built on the sugar plantation economy.)

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      2. That’s good to hear Rosaliene. I understand what you’re saying about slavery = beatings. I think the same thing has happened with Black families here; for some reason, we still value beating our children, instead of using alternative methods.

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