It's not the first time I've heard her say those words. But the latest time was this past weekend while we were visiting family in Indianapolis. Zoe and her cousin were busy playing in Elona's room, as I came in to check on her. And after I played with them for a few minutes, and went to leave, Zoe announced with all the pride in her little heart, "That's my Daddy!" And my knees just about buckled with emotion. Because every single time I hear her say those three words, without hesitation, I think about the fact that I have never, ever said those words. Ever. There were so many times, so many moments in my life as a young boy, as an adolescent, as a teenager, any maybe even as a man, that I wanted so badly to say those words. To know those words. And to actually be able to feel the meaning of those words from this little 3.5 year old beautiful girl, is just about the most blessed feeling I may ever know. One of the most amazing feelings I'll ever experience.
