Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Happy Father's Day, Daddy

Happy Father's Day

The words have a certain melancholy feel to them.

My Dad has been gone over 20 years now.

Yet I feel his presence daily.

Every time I see someone treat somebody with fairness and kindness, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone working hard to provide for his family, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone teach his child to swim, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone reading a newspaper with a dog curled by his side, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone taking out the trash, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone doing the dishes after a hard day at work, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone pull a practical joke on somebody else, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone working long hours at his desk, I think of my Dad.

Every time I see someone proudly watching their child play sports or perform in a school or church production, I think of my Dad.

Every time I think of my Dad, I thank God for the privilege of having been his daughter.

Happy Father's Day, Daddy.