She's my little "minime." She wasn't always supportive of my transition. She went through the 5 stages of grieving over the "loss" of her daddy. The anger stage was the worst and the longest, but after several months, she finally came around and she said to me, "You know the last year-and-a-half was really rough, but I'm glad I went through it." And THAT was when my hope and faith was realized!