I remember she would dance around the house living out a fairy tale. Sometimes she would let me into her world and we would dance around the living room.
Somewhere deep inside me there was a dread of a day when the clock would strike mid-night and she would be grown and someone else would tap me on the shoulder to dance with her. I would have to bow out knowing she had found her prince.
I remember when my daughter brought her prince home to meet my wife and me. She announced she was engaged. I was happy and sad. From the day she was born I knew that day would come. On her wedding day she must have remembered Cinderella. She paused for ice cream but this time it was I wasn't with her.
Fathers, cherish the time you have with your daughters. They grow up in the blink of an eye. Before you know it they will be gone and you'll be sitting at the kitchen table eating ice cream without your Cinderella.
[Click image or https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nrWMBC6yoME for Steven Curtis Chapman singing "Cinderella" 4:27]