At the end of the field was a small grassy hill and on the top of that hill was a house.
The sun beamed brilliant from the horizon behind it and it sparkled in the rays.
“Daddy, whose house is that?” she asked him.
“It’s yours, Princess,” her Daddy responded. “And it’s not just a house, it’s a castle.”
“Who built it?” she asked, innocently.
“You did, BabyGirl,” her Daddy responded. “As you looked through life to find your place in this world, your heart found a place it could call home. And it’s that love within you which builds your world now … from the lives you change to the promises you make to the affection you share … to the castles you keep.”
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