Daddy's Little Girl

This picture is almost as old I am. A week younger actually. Of all the pictures taken of me in my life, this might be my favourite.

August 1983. A proud father holding his newborn daughter the day he brings her home from the hospital. The love and pride he has for her shine from his face as she sleeps trustingly in his arm.

That one moment sets up the next 20 years. A close, loving relationship will form. A father who spoils his only child rotten and totally dotes on her. A daughter who adores her father--a definite Daddy's girl.

My father's gone now. But he left me with 20 years of wonderful memories and everytime I look at this picture I just remember how much he loved me from the very beginning.