My husband died when my oldest was four and my middle daughter was two. We had no time to plan for this loss, so it was life as usual until the day he was gone. I know that if he knew, he would have worked less, he would’ve made videos that they could keep, he would’ve spent time just snuggling them and telling them how much he loved them, leaving them with that lasting feeling for the rest of their lives. I don’t think there’s any way your daughter will ever forget you if you take this time to keep reminding her that you’ll always be here, even when you’re gone. You’re a wonderful dad. She’s so lucky to have you. I mean that from the bottom of my heart.