I am sitting watching my daughter at basketball practice and I can't
help but think about how lucky I am. I see so much of me in her. She
really works hard to be the best she can at things. I am so proud of
her and who she has become. At thirteen, I know that I don't have much
time before she's completely grown up and won't need dad around. Right
now she's still my little girl, I hope that she will some day look
back on her dear old dad and not judge him to harshly, I hope she will
realize how important she is in my life.
I also hope she figures out how to dribble...just kidding. ;-)
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