Ever the artist, drawing, sketching, painting, sculpting, creating, envisioning, expressing.
I'm glad for your hugs, for spiritual introductions and guidance along the way, for being gentle yet firm, for fun camping, fishing and hunting memories, for sewing with me and choosing that task through completion just because I liked it, thank you for honest moments and crying with me. And always thanks for the silly jokes and lots of laughing. 'My legs reach all the way to the ground',' Can I give you the time' and 'Is that your face'?
Thank you for making me feel loved. Isn't that the most basic of parenting challenges? And I truly feel it from both my parents. I am way blessed.
Happy Father's Day, dad.
1 comment:
second-ing all this too ;) (and can I add - 'pigslice and come again soon' to this mix?)
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