I don’t usually post stuff like this because I am a pretty private person. But this is just too good not to share. On Saturday at Bridget’s and Brian’s wedding reception, it came time for me to dance with my daughter. Despite all the things that can sometimes separate us, she picked the song, In My Life, by the Beatles, one of my all-time personal favorites.
In doing so, she honored the connection we had when she was a little girl and loved listening to the Beatles with me. She honored the times we played together and read stories together and watched Disney videos together. She honored the family from which she came. She honored my love of history and the importance I attach to keeping important family traditions alive. She honored all the times she enjoyed with her grandparents Maney. And in doing all those things (among others), she told me loudly and clearly that she loves me and that I still matter to her. That’s pretty important to a dad who has just given his daughter away in marriage (a good and wonderful thing). I am really proud of my daughter and happy for her as she begins her new life together with her husband. For those reasons and much more, I am still basking in that dance with her. God is good. Thanks be to God.