When I was five, Daddy told me I could be anything I wanted to be when I grew up. At that point, I danced around the living room while he played music from the stereo.
When I was seven, Daddy hooked up a microphone in the game room and let me sing as loud as I wanted to any song I wanted.
When I was ten, I came home from school, upset because some boys called me "ugly." Daddy told me when I got into high school, I'd be the hottest thing they'd ever see and they'd regret it.
When I was twelve, Dad woke me up in the middle of the night so I could dance with him, and he stood me on his feet and danced me around the living room.
When I was fourteen, Dad found out I had depression. He got sad and blamed it on himself. Don't worry, Dad, I don't blame you.
When I was sixteen, Dad spoiled me when I broke my neck and made me practically any food I could ever want, which is probably why I'm fat now.
When I was eighteen, I graduated high school and went to college. I don't think Dad had ever been more proud of me than he was in that moment.
I'm nineteen, writing this letter to the most important man I'll ever have in my life...
...because no matter how old I am, I'll always be Daddy's girl.
