Me too. Posts like this are why, every night I can (and it's rare that I can't), I come home and we eat dinner as a family, and I try to play with the kids between dinner and bedtime. Anything else I need to do, I can do after they go to bed. It can wait, because this is more important.
I guess the only advice I have, having had a father who was never around (not dead, just working long term contracts far from home) is to tell your daughter that you love her, and that you're proud of her, and that you hope she is happy, doing whatever she chooses.
I think that is the only thing that you can really count on being relevant to her life as she gets older.