Today is Father's Day and for those of you lucky enough to have your fathers with you still, you are truly blessed. A father is a special person, or should be! Some of us have truly been blessed with very unique and loving fathers, and at the same time I realize that some kids are not that fortunate due to many different situations that occur in life.
My father was taken at the age of 55, very suddenly, and without warning. The day we lost my dad was one of the most traumatic days of my life. For a few minutes that seemed like an eternity to me I could not grasp the fact my dad was gone. I refused to believe it, and then the grim reality of it all set in and turned my world upside down. I was always going somewhere with my dad. When we lived in Houston I would make the weekend trips with him to my grandmother' house about 2-1/2 hours away. It just didn't seem right that my dad was gone for I had so many plans. Both my mom and dad have gone on to be with Jesus and I believe with all my heart that they are in Heaven.
Father's day to me is a time to remember the good times we had when growing up because dad died shortly after I had graduated. Dad was a good dad and I know that he and mom struggled financially, although my mom and dad could make a few dollars go farther than anyone I've ever known. You might think money is the answer to everybody's problems but when the day is done, you still have your problems. I know wealthy folks and the fact is they not only worship their money but they are greedy and wouldn't help anyone in need no matter what the circumstances. There was so much love in our home that I never thought of us as being poor because to me we were as rich as any man who ever walked the face of the earth.
We were taught the Bible and were in Church every time the doors were open. Back then that was a little irritating but I am so grateful and proud that my parents cared enough about us kids to bring us up properly by taking us to Church and to see that we knew God.
Daddy was a tall man and thin in stature and he had a heart of gold. I can honestly say that I never heard him say a bad word about anyone. He was a quiet man, loved hunting and fishing and loved his family. I know that dad would let my grandfather borrow money from him, even when he only had a few dollars left in his pocket. Grandpa would never pay him back but I understand that he never complained about it and never asked Grandpa to repay him. That is love and sacrifice! I don't ever recall seeing my dad angry at anyone or anything. He was friends with everyone he met. Skin color made no difference and back in those days that was a beautiful trait for anyone to possess. We were taught that no matter what your skin color you were still a special child of God. My dad would have given you the shirt off his back if you were in need of clothes. He was that generous.
Dad, you are gone from this earth but you will always be remembered because you were my best friend. You taught me so much and I feel your presence in the soft winds that blow, the flowers that bloom, the loving kindnesses of those around me, and I see your face in your children and grandchildren. I hope that I can make a difference in this world just as you, my dad, did.
Dad, you are loved so much and you left me with such beautiful and wonderful childhood memories but you left way too soon. Your love was unconditional and I am so proud to have had you for a dad; noone else could have filled your shoes. You were special, and thank you for always being there for me. Peace and love until we meet again! You are my hero!!!!
Your loving daugher!
My father was taken at the age of 55, very suddenly, and without warning. The day we lost my dad was one of the most traumatic days of my life. For a few minutes that seemed like an eternity to me I could not grasp the fact my dad was gone. I refused to believe it, and then the grim reality of it all set in and turned my world upside down. I was always going somewhere with my dad. When we lived in Houston I would make the weekend trips with him to my grandmother' house about 2-1/2 hours away. It just didn't seem right that my dad was gone for I had so many plans. Both my mom and dad have gone on to be with Jesus and I believe with all my heart that they are in Heaven.
Father's day to me is a time to remember the good times we had when growing up because dad died shortly after I had graduated. Dad was a good dad and I know that he and mom struggled financially, although my mom and dad could make a few dollars go farther than anyone I've ever known. You might think money is the answer to everybody's problems but when the day is done, you still have your problems. I know wealthy folks and the fact is they not only worship their money but they are greedy and wouldn't help anyone in need no matter what the circumstances. There was so much love in our home that I never thought of us as being poor because to me we were as rich as any man who ever walked the face of the earth.
We were taught the Bible and were in Church every time the doors were open. Back then that was a little irritating but I am so grateful and proud that my parents cared enough about us kids to bring us up properly by taking us to Church and to see that we knew God.
Daddy was a tall man and thin in stature and he had a heart of gold. I can honestly say that I never heard him say a bad word about anyone. He was a quiet man, loved hunting and fishing and loved his family. I know that dad would let my grandfather borrow money from him, even when he only had a few dollars left in his pocket. Grandpa would never pay him back but I understand that he never complained about it and never asked Grandpa to repay him. That is love and sacrifice! I don't ever recall seeing my dad angry at anyone or anything. He was friends with everyone he met. Skin color made no difference and back in those days that was a beautiful trait for anyone to possess. We were taught that no matter what your skin color you were still a special child of God. My dad would have given you the shirt off his back if you were in need of clothes. He was that generous.
Dad, you are gone from this earth but you will always be remembered because you were my best friend. You taught me so much and I feel your presence in the soft winds that blow, the flowers that bloom, the loving kindnesses of those around me, and I see your face in your children and grandchildren. I hope that I can make a difference in this world just as you, my dad, did.
Dad, you are loved so much and you left me with such beautiful and wonderful childhood memories but you left way too soon. Your love was unconditional and I am so proud to have had you for a dad; noone else could have filled your shoes. You were special, and thank you for always being there for me. Peace and love until we meet again! You are my hero!!!!
Your loving daugher!
