Who is God?

While in Relief Society the other day, they were teaching us about modesty, a hot topic among the young single adult women crowd.  I couldn't help but think the same question over and over again.  What does this "immodesty" problem boil down to?  What am I really?  What is woman?! 

One girl answered: We are daughters of God.

Yes, yes we are.  

But that question dominated my thoughts for weeks.  There must be than that.  What does it mean to be a woman of God? 

What is woman?

WHAT IS WOMAN?

Then today, while cooking up a bit of noodles and chicken, i discovered that I've been asking the wrong question all along.

I'm a daughter of God, yes.

But...What is God?

Worry not, my dear posterity. I'm not doubting the existence of Him.  I know He lives and watches oever me, but what is He?

A glorified man?  Yes.

The Creator.  Father of the Son. Alfa. Omega.  Beginning. End. The Great I Am.

Yes, yes, yes.

But why is He all those things?

It's because He's a parent.

All of that so that we would choose Him, our Father.

And thus we look around ourselves.  A world full of selfish, immature, rebelious kids.  Ones that, no matter how hard He tries, will never listen.  Like the tantrum-filled sixteen year old who refuses to stop doing drugs while the loving Father tells him no.  

And now, my next question:

What is daughter?