A little over a month ago, I experienced the incredible dream of handing my oldest daughter to the man she loves. With Zion National Park as her chapel, she took a step into a new life with promises and her husband’s name. It gave a father much to muse on when the excitement and emotion dissipated. As tradition dictates, I was the last to speak at the reception. For muse Monday, I’d like to share those words with you.

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