Daddy's girl.
He called me daughter. With a smile on his face. A twinkle in his eye. His arms outstretched. I ran and jumped into his arms. And he swung me high. Held me close. And we laughed. How we laughed. Deep belly-chuckles. Giggles so high they robbed us of breath. My girl. You're my girl. Always. 'Daughter, your faith has given you life. Go in peace' Luke 8:48