I get it now, the daughter thing

When I've heard of this special magical something , a twinkle in daddy's eye, some sort of daddy daughter bond I was sceptical.....mainly because the way I've experienced the deep love for my children has been stubbornly equal between the genders. Boys are fabulous little bundles of fun that bring a little lump to your throat too. So what is all the fuss?

Well recently, around about the time this photo was taken I had an epiphany.  It was the interaction between them that tipped me over the edge. Although there's a massive 14 years between them the subconscious connections, unspoken knowledge of what it means to be daddy's girls - they seem to understand each other and sharing something  which only they can ever understand.....the miracle or misfortune of having me as their Dad. 

Something's clicked - I feel  the special bond, imagine keeping them safe,  walking them down the isle and sorting out 'stuff' for many years to come - please God.  

As I close,    I feel the pang of guilt that says, hey you could have written all of the above about the boys (I have 2 handsome, bright ones!)  Just for today I'm going to have a daddy - daughter moment.