Seeing you on the ferry for the first time. The thrill of the sea up close and the wind washing through your hair. Your love of the experience amplifies mine tenfold. Your bliss makes me want to patch together a raft, an eternal platform of these fragments. Will you even have a vague sense of this, five, 10, or 3o years from now? Why is it that this moment which is one of the most meaningful of my life must only be a vague notion buried deep in yours? Will you remember any of this? This is the odyssey of fatherhood, my daughter. A voyage that should never end.