My dad was a worker. Everything he did was to provide for our family. Every cent he made went to the family. He might have changed jobs often, but he worked like a madman at each one. I think he litterally worked himself to death. He did it for us, Dad loved us.
He called me his little angel. At least when I was little. I know that I drove him almost crazy during my teen years and early adulthood. He didn't give up on me, he always believed in me. I miss him.
I remember once when I was about 8 years old, Mom sat all of us kids on the stairs to wait for Dad to come in the house from work. When he walked in, we sang this song. I think it was one of his favorite memories... the smile on his face that night is definitely one of mine. Here you go dad!
I have a family here in earth
they are so good to me
I want to share my life with them
through all eternity
Families can be together forever
through Heavenly Father's plan
I always want to be with my own family
And the Lord has shown me how I can
The Lord has shown me how I can.
-Love you!
3 comments:
So, you don't post for 7 months, and when you do, you make me cry! Thanks a lot!! Missing Daddy a lot today. We are so blessed that we get to keep him for eternity! Love you, sis!
Thanks Shanna. It's good to hear someone speak so highly of their father. What a great man he must have been and what a great daughter he has.
Awe... Very sweet Shanna. You are so lucky to know that you have a hard working angel looking out for you everyday! You are truley one of the sweetest and most caring people that I have ever met. Thanks for sharing.
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