There's one sure and true fact in which I take great joy. It's my role as Lydia's father. You see, in this role I am the one man in the world who loves her more than any man ever will. It's kind of a simple concept: No other man, not even a future husband, will love her as much as I do. That's my role and I cherish it.
Still, it's sometimes hard to be a dad. For me, it means giving up a lot of personal time. It means putting forth more exuberance and enthusiasm than I want to give at 8:30 at night, after a very long day of work. Of course it has its rewards. Nothing makes me happier than to see her smile. I'm as tired and also as happy as I've ever been in life. Most parents can probably echo these sentiments. So here's to parents...let us keep pouring out the love that overflows within us.
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