I found it just before leaving home for work. It was 5:20 AM. It was an unexpected massage to me from my daughter.The lovely handwriting reminded me of last night's event, when I had gotten upset to my daughter because of her rude behavior to me. She even kicked me in the leg.
I know that she is going through a rebellious period. Now my daughter is 13 years of age, meaning the beginning of so-called teenager. However, I want my daughter to remember that I have been standing with you, and I am 100% sure I will, for ever.
"Dear Aya, you will get married and have teenagers decades later, like my wife and me. You might say it is too far distant to imagine, Dad. I swear, however, time flies and the moment comes to you way much faster than you would think."
I would be happy if I could remember this blog when I see my daughter struggling with her teenagers' kids in the future. It is likely that my future is surely full with something fun. Aging is not bad at all!