I don’t get to celebrate Father’s Day in the traditional way as a Dad, so I cherish my daughters from afar, am thankful for their intelligence, health and beauty (#ThisDadWontQuit), and I do my best to relish this day as a son with thoughts of my Dad.
“Yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my father’s arms and tell him they’re from me. Tell him that I love and miss him and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. There’s an ache in my heart …that will never go away.”
Dear Dad, I have something with me everyday that keeps you close (same for Mom)…
“I thought of you with love today.
But that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
I think of you in silence.
I often speak your name.
I know you’re always with us.
But it is not the same.
Your memory is a keepsake.
With which I’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
I have you in my heart”… ALWAYS!
Jim Valvano’s words always ring in my ear… “My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” He did, and never wavered!