Today, my daughter's Young Women's leader stopped by to drop off some things for the upcoming girls camp and another registration for my oldest. She's very organized and I appreciate it. She spoke to me about how much she loves my girls and what an asset they are to the young women in their group. Then, as she started to walk away she stopped and told me how great my relationship with them must be because they always talk about how much they do with their dad and how much fun I am. She said she wished all dad's had that kind of relationship with their daughters and said it was good to see it. It was a welcome comment as I don't really get much feedback directly from them. In fact most the time, I don't know what they think about their dear old dad. I know I make them laugh and I know that they love to go to the movies and hang out, but I guess I just assumed that's the way most dads are and none of them know how that plays out until much later in life. I guess it may just be me missing my oldest this week and knowing that it won't be long before she move's on, but I am constantly hoping that a relationship beyond, "he's my dad," exists before that time comes. To think I have to go through that at least six more times is nerve racking. I guess, if I weren't concerned that would be a problem. But for now, one day at time, just like everyone else.
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