In a couple of hours the family will be getting together for lunch to celebrate Father’s Day. Considering all of the health issues my dad has been going through, we are so blessed that God has allowed him to be with us for another year and that he is still in relatively good spirits, and still enjoys puttering around the yard, in his small garden, and with his truck. This in spite of the fact that he now has trouble seeing, and gets around a lot slower than he used to. We are thankful that he has not given up on life, because we will not give up on him.
The family today will pray for another year of blessings and little miracles, both for him and Mama T, who has been our rock through the good times and the rough times. I pray for all families getting ready to honor your respective fathers on this very special day that you, too, continue to be blessed. And if your father has passed on, may your memories provide you with strength, comfort, and peace as you look back fondly.
Dads matter, and I truly treasure, love, and adore mine. Happy Father’s Day, daddy.
(Re-posted from last year)