I have never really been a daddy's girl. I know there is a difference in the father's relationship with his daughter. Growing up I was mama's girl. My sister was older than me by five years and got married young. She moved far away, so by the age of 14 I was basically an only child. My mom and I spent a lot of time together. Our relationship was always closer than most, I imagine. But even though I was mama's girl, I knew there was something special and different about my daddy and me.
Today, my kids and I called Papa, told him to get ready, we would be on our way soon. We were going to get him and take him with us to Bass Pro. Why? Why not.
Daddy is an outdoor man. He knows his stuff. We had not been to the Bass Pro here yet and it seemed like a nice and fun thing to do. Little did I know....
As I watched my own father take each of my kids by the hand, or pick up my youngest child from his stroller, something came over me. This overwhelming feeling. That I was watching something happen that a lot of people may not witness. I was seeing a pure and true love between the four of them. It hit me: there is nothing like the love of your daddy. And I am not entirely sure that my daddy still does not know everything, have all the answers, or know how to fix everything.
Do you see what I see?
Today, my kids and I called Papa, told him to get ready, we would be on our way soon. We were going to get him and take him with us to Bass Pro. Why? Why not.
Daddy is an outdoor man. He knows his stuff. We had not been to the Bass Pro here yet and it seemed like a nice and fun thing to do. Little did I know....
As I watched my own father take each of my kids by the hand, or pick up my youngest child from his stroller, something came over me. This overwhelming feeling. That I was watching something happen that a lot of people may not witness. I was seeing a pure and true love between the four of them. It hit me: there is nothing like the love of your daddy. And I am not entirely sure that my daddy still does not know everything, have all the answers, or know how to fix everything.
Do you see what I see?
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There is nothing like a Daddy's love. oh, how I wish my Dad could know his little grandsons, and vice versa.
-Rach
Papa does not know it yet, but we are going to be dragging him more places.
And I will always be there, sneaking photos. (-;
Sorry, Judy for making you cry! I teared up AT Bass Pro many times. You are so right though....it was a great reminder of how truly blessed we are.
True blessings do not come in the form of material possessions. Sometimes what we are truly blessed by is right in front of our eyes. But we are too wrapped up in ourselves to see it.....