A phrase that my daughter has heard from me many times over the years is that she is my perfect daughter.
I remember the day that she was born as if it were yesterday. The miracle of a new life. The hopes and dreams of an uncharted future. I am thrilled and proud to be her father.
She starts her second year at university next week. She returned to her residence college this week-end.
I woke up at about 4 o’clock this morning very restless and a bit melancholy. This is a difficult time for me as a parent. I know that my daughter is becoming her own person and that soon she will forge her own path in life.
I will deeply miss her daily presence in my life. Time goes by too quickly.