Today is my daughter’s 10th birthday. She received a sweet (and comical) message on the answering machine from her two older sisters (21 and 22) singing Happy Birthday to her, adding their entertaining well wishes at the end. (You can see/listen to that here.) She also received a card and check in the mail from her grandparents and a gift certificate to McDonald’s from her dad. What seems like the highlight of her gifts today (something she has only seen given to me thus far in her decade of life) is a dozen beautiful pink roses…also a gift from her dad.
When I came home from picking up our son from work, I saw the exquisite bouquet on the counter and knew immediately how special she must feel for receiving a gift like that from the man in her life. She came out beaming, exclaiming how excited she was for all of her gifts, showing off the card, check, gift card and then roses. After sharing her excitement with her, I went to my room where I found this note and a rose laying on my laptop.
What kind of daughter does this? My kind of daughter! Love like this is the stuff dreams are made of. 
