My youngest girl and I recently had a disagreement over householed chores. It ended ugly. She stomped off mad, yelled some not so nice words at me and slammed the door.
Later, when we'd both cooled off, we had a talk about the disagreement. I told her how much I loved her and that I'd never give up on her. I told her that I loved her so much that I wanted her to take me with her when she left