I never thought about my Dad dying. He was always there. Then, one day like a vapor he was gone.
It is hard to believe that my earthly Daddy has been gone for five years. Today, would have been his birthday. Daddy would have been 84 years old today. Seems young to me to die at 84. Perhaps, it is because I am approaching that number too rapidly myself. Daddy was twenty-one years old when I was born. I've always thought he was the most handsome, kindest, hardest working man I knew, as a child growing up. Daddy always worked. He worked at Greer Limestone, but when he came home he kept working. We always had a car in the yard for sale, a lawn mower for sale, and plenty of things to keep him, and the rest of us busy all summer. We had roses, lilac bushes, a vegetable garden, occasionally pigs, hunting dogs, the family dog and of course five children of which I was the oldest. I thought we were rich...and now that I am older I realize we were. Money is not riches. Riches are an abundance of many things. Having money is just an abundance of money. We had many things, and love was one of the most important. I don't remember Daddy being this big, but I don't remember being this little either. If you look closely you can see my mother in the background sitting on the porch (top left). I always wondered why she sat over there while Daddy and I were getting our photo taken. I have no pictures of my mother and I together when I was a baby. I also have very few memories of her, from when I was very small. So, take lots of pictures of you and your children. Take photos of the family together, and you, and your child alone. Someday photos and memories will be all you have. I never thought about my Dad dying. He was always there. Then, one day like a vapor he was gone. James 4:14 (KJV)Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. ACTION STEP: Take a picture today. Take one of you and someone you love. Keep it in a safe place. Write a note to someone who means a lot to you, just telling them that you are blessed to have them in your life. Allow yourself to feel the loss of a loved one, then thank God that you had them for a little while. All of us will leave this earth one day. Ask yourself what will those that are left behind, have to think about, when they think of you?
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Melisa O'Connor
3/20/2019 06:35:08 am
Your father was such a wonderful person. It is an honor to have known him. These memories are priceless. Thank you for sharing.
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