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The Two Great Dad's in my life....

I will start with my daddy...This is the first Father's day without him here...This time last year we were all at the hospital slowly realizing that we had to let him go.  I remember those days as if they were yesterday.  This man that was to live forever lay there so frail and ready to go to our heavenly Father.  I remember holding his hands and thinking back on all that he had taught us.  Everything we had was because of those freckled, wrinkled, boney, callused but soft, crooked, sweet, scarred, gentle, beautiful hands.  He worked with those hands all his life..from laborer to mechanic to fisherman to scrap man.  He prayed with those hands...as kids he would rub our aching legs with those hands all night if needed...until we would fall asleep.  One of the last thing those hands did under his power was reach out to God as our Pastors prayed over him before that life-flight to Nashville.  So many lessons can be learned by looking at your father's hands.  If your father is still here with you be sure to give those hands a little squeeze and give him a big hug.  I was blessed to have that man in my life for 33 years but his love and lessons will stay with me and be passed on and on...Dad's may not be perfect all of the time be they are learning and teaching everyday...

And with that I want to talk about another great dad in my life....my children's daddy, my husband, and my best friend of 15 years.  In those 15 years we have grown up together.  When I first met him I fell in love with the same traits that can drive me crazy at times..haha...he was smart, strong, couragous, determined and full of faith.  Fatherhood has only improved those qualities.  Each child has done their own part... In 1995, nearly 10 months after losing his own father, he became a father for the first time.   With M his knowledge grew...first time dad learns alot by trial and error.  With our 2nd came his boy...and also scary times after our baby W suffered a stroke at 2 days of age....(he is just fine now! praise God)  The lesson that W gave bigdaddy was of strength.  You never know what you can go through until something like that hits you.  And as W grew stronger so did bigdaddy...in every way.  Our third child was a bit of a suprise for us...we were so afraid of what could happen after the last time.  We had to muster up more courage than we thought we had..S is a blessing (they all are)  Our fourth pregnancy (another suprise) ended in miscarriage at 16 weeks.  A tiny, beautiful little boy that taught us what faith and God's grace truely means.  And last but never least was deciding to try again and have baby number 5.  The families determination to have P spilled over to her because she gives bigdaddy a run for the money still...haha.  None of our children are alike...they teach us lessons everyday.  They are so very lucky to have a dad as great as my dad was.  He has worked hard all his life and will continue to...He teaches our children life lessons through example and hands on experience.  They love and respect him and you can see it in their eyes.  You can also see it in the way they treat others.  He is an awesome daddy!  Happy Father's day yall!!!

Dads

04:47, Monday, June 30, 2008 .. Posted by Shonda

Robin,
I haven't visit here for sometime. Always love what you post.I know we all have sad in happy days. Got the pictures you emailed to me. Never for get to mail them. I enjoy looking at them.
I'm sure you had a good time camping with the family. That's something I always wanting to do with my sons. But never got too.
Love you all