This morning I had a flash forward moment. It happened as a result of a comment my daughter made over breakfast. We were listening to Classical 96 FM, a radio station in Toronto (we can only stream music over the internet in the early hours of the day), when FK remarked that she would like to live again in Toronto. I said that it wasn't possible right now, but when she's old enough to live on her own, maybe FK could move there. She said, "Ok, but not until after I'm married."
Huh?
The flash forward moment was an image of me walking my daughter down the aisle. I'm not sure if I will be ever ready for that moment. Like most fathers, I imagine, I will always see my daughter as my little girl.
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