Missing Dad on Father’s Day

 

“When my father didn’t have my hand, he had my back.”                                                     – Linda Poindexter

Today is the second Father’s Day without my Dad. How I wish he were still here, in the flesh, so I could tell him once again how much I love him, how much I learned from him over the years, how grateful I am for everything he’s done for me and everything he’s instilled in me, and how fortunate I am that God chose him to be my earthly father because he was an incredible role-model on what it is to be a good person.

 

I think about you all the time Dad. Especially now with the weather so perfect, because I know if you were here you be where you most loved to be: sitting on my deck, watching the squirrels and the birds and the trees. I used to get a kick out of how you’d count and keep a running total of the number of doves in the tree. The deck just isn’t the same without you…

When I was looking around online to find the poem I wanted to include in this post, I found one that reminded me of the day I had the three big pine trees on the side of my driveway cut down. The sap that dripped from them constantly made a mess of my truck. So many times Dad and I cleaned that sticky gooey sap off my windshield — it was so thick we had to use a razor blade! The morning the crew came to cut those aggravating pines down, my Dad wanted to watch; I grabbed him a chair so he could get a good view of the take-down. He was so into it, it made me giggle.

 

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To My Father

By Georgia Harkness

A giant pine, magnificent and old
Stood staunch against the sky and all around
Shed beauty, grace and power.
Within its fold birds safely reared their young.
The velvet ground beneath was gentle,
and the cooling shade gave cheer to passersby.
Its towering arms a landmark stood, erect and unafraid,
As if to say, “Fear naught from life’s alarms.”

It fell one day.
Where it had dauntless stood was loneliness and void.
But men who passed paid tribute – and said,
“To know this life was good,
It left its mark on me. Its work stands fast.”
And so it lives. Such life no bonds can hold –
This giant pine, magnificent and old.

HAPPY FATHERS DAY DAD. FOREVER IN MY HEART…

 

And Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out there! Enjoy every moment you share with them.

“Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy.” – Eskimo Proverb