Raising a daughter is like growing a flower. You give it your best. If you’ve done your job well, she blooms.

As you father, I have always secretly hated the fact that you are growing up because I know that every passing moment brings me one step closer to the day when I will have to give your hand to another man. Daddy loves you, sweetheart.

I always thought I would help you grow up into being the woman that I wanted you to be. However, being your mother taught me so many things and made me the woman that I am today. I love you.

On the day my daughter was born I realized that the sparkle in her eyes was my guiding light and her smile, my life’s purpose. I love you.

You motivate me to be an awesome dad, with you around I am never sad. You are one of the reasons I want to be successful, and why my life is so beautiful. I love you.

Having a little girl has been like following an old treasure map with the important paths torn away

You are my angel: you remind me of the goodness in this world and inspire me to be the greatest version of myself.

Behind you all your memories, before you all your dreams, around you all who love you, within you all you need.

My daughter is not the child that I expected. She is so much more.

Teach your daughters to worry less about fitting into glass slippers and more about shattering glass ceilings.

I want my daughters to grow up to be beautiful on the inside, rich in compassion and perfectly imperfect.

A daughter is the happy memories of the past, the joyful moments of the present, and the hope and promise of the future.

I love you for the little girl you once were, the amazing woman you are today, and for the precious daughter you will always be.

A daughter will follow in her mother’s footsteps. Make sure to set a good example.

I never want her to think that the world revolves around her, but I want her to know that my whole world does.

I don’t want my daughter to follow in my footsteps. I want her to walk the path beside me and go even further than I could have ever dreamed.

All of life’s problems have just one simple solution: a hug from my daughter.

Sometimes all it takes is a little hand reaching for yours to remind you that these are, without a doubt, the best years of your life.

Healing is a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.