My 6 year-old girl, Becca, drew this for me a couple of weeks ago. It now hangs proudly beside my desk. In case you’re wondering, the larger stick figure under the word “love” is me.
I’ve seen pictures like this before where the dad is absent or he is way off in the distance on an airplane. I like this picture because it tells me something about where Becca “sees” me in her world, and I can’t think of a better place than dancing with her among the flowers under the happy sunshine.