Mental Snapshot of Love
As I stood towards the end of a long, winding line at Old Navy, I saw a man-- possibly in his mid 40ties-- and his daughter, who looked to be around 6, 7, 8, making their way through the store, shopping. At one point, he playfully ran away from her as she pursued him with a new found item of interest, laughingly calling out, "Daddy!" Last I saw them, he was running past me in the opposite direction, laughing, as she, all smiles, continued in hot pursuit.