In my daughter’s eyes
I can see the future
A reflection of who I am
And what we’ll be
And though she’ll grow and someday leave
Maybe raise a family
When I’m gone
I hope you’ll see
How happy she made me
For I’ll be there
In my daughter’s eyes” 
― Martina Mcbride

I love that when I said, “Hey, Trinity! You wanna come on a hike with me?” and it’s cold, raining, and she’s comfortably playing Minecraft but she doesn’t even hesitate with a “Yes!”

We drive into the East Entrance of the National Monument, watching for waterfalls already. We decide to hike up Serpent’s trail since she hasn’t done it before and it will give us a great view of the valley.

So we hike and we talk and it rains, and as we climb into the clouds the temperature drops and we are saturated in the cold and wet. We talk about school, family, Christmas, and what form we want our hot chocolate to take when we are done: with or without marshmallows.

We retreat and discover a triple-waterfall flowing on the other side of the ravine. She huddles under the lee of a rock and finds joy. I am constantly amazed at this beautiful young woman; that something so fine could come from me. I adore her, absolutely.

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