SERENDIPITY: Happy Birthday, Dad

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Happy Birthday, Dad

Today is my Dad's birthday. He would be 69. Every year we would have him over for dinner on his special day with a homemade cake made by the kids. And we ALWAYS had ice cream. This is the first year that I have made his cake without him here. I figured I would keep his day special and celebrate him and what he meant to all of us. It is still hard to really think about him but it is necessary to talk aloud about him so the kids remember who he was and what he was. Extremely creative, very funny, thoughtful, giving, selfless. Just the other day Bobbi Marie had a pretty good question about the Bible. I did not know the answer. I said if your Pappa was here he would explain it and show you where the answer was in the Bible. His knowledge of the Bible was amazing. I miss him. The pics I have are some of my favorites. The one just of him sitting on the phone reminds me of him. Building plans rolled up all over the house, pencils, rulers, pads of paper with phone numbers. I never thought much of it but now the kids will roll the plans out and pretend they are looking for treasures. The simple things are what your heart holds on to. He will always be a part of me. That deep down part of your soul that makes up who you are. So, this birthday without him is just another reminder of how wonderful heaven will be. To see my Jesus and hug my Dad, again. Happy Birthday......

1 comment:

Unknown said...: what a beautiful and fitting way to honor your precious dad, friend.; June 2, 2009 at 12:07 AM

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IF by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same; If you bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them; "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If either foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and which is more, you'll be a man, my son!

My Dad

our last christmas, little did we know!! we miss you-you are always in our thoughts. We sold his house, it was as if we had to say goodbye again. Nothing but fond memories. Movie night, hide and go seek, fishing, the beach, pool table, weight room, ice cream, bagels, peach diet iced tea, laughing...simply you. Miss you more than you will ever know. It feels as if it was just yesterday, thank God you are "free". "With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye, go in peace and laugh on Glory's side. And fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and LIVE....." .