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Dad

It’s been three years. I know that he is in Paradise. I know that he no longer has pain, or his sugar going too low, and no more worries about his heart. I know he gets to listen to and join in the praises to Jesus every day. But I still miss him.

The man I called “Dad” was not related to me by blood. He married my mom when I was 18. I had very firm ideas of what should and shouldn’t be, and I made it very difficult at times for him, I know. But that didn’t change his love towards me, or his acceptance of me as his daughter. Our relationship grew very close over the years. At times, we were angry with each other, and at times, we were so in sync with each other’s thoughts that we knew exactly what the other would say. He taught me, just like a father should. I learned how to check my oil and transmission fluid from him. I learned a lot about salesmanship from him. I learned a whole lot more than that, too. He was a wonderful husband to my mom – she loved him so very much, and still does. I know that he loved her, too. I think that was one of the things I loved and appreciated about him most – how he loved my mom.

I didn’t know him growing up; I was graduated from high school and going to college when I met him. But, he helped me to grow up. Like most teenagers, I thought I knew it all, and didn’t hesitate to share my opinions. He wasn’t perfect – I know he had little patience with my strongly-held and stubborn opinions, but he tried his best and did what he could to help me understand. He helped shape who I am today.

I still remember the shock of finding out that he was gone. The sorrow of knowing he was no longer able to share time with us here on earth. But then I think about the fact that he got to see Jesus face to face before I did. He doesn’t have to watch the things going on in this world, because he’s already in Heaven. He already graduated to real life, and we’re all still here, plugging along, learning how to live before we get to Opening Night.

I will never forget you, Dad. I love you, and I miss you. I’m so grateful for the time I got to spend with you. I am so very thankful that you accepted me into your family. I am, and will always be, proud to call myself your daughter, and glad that I get to call you, “Dad.”Dad

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Happy Father’s Day – To All My Dads!

I have been so tremendously blessed – I have had two earthly fathers and I have one Heavenly Father. My first dad taught me how to walk and talk; he taught me how to eat with a fork (don’t stab the food – scoop it 🙂 ), how to have fun and how to love. My second dad taught me how to be an adult, with all the responsibilities and privileges involved. He gave me my first taste of venison, and talked to me about bow hunting. He gave me advice when I thought I needed it, and sometimes when I didn’t think it was necessary :). Both dads gave me long talks about what was right and wrong with situations, and how to better handle them in the future. Both dads were called to heaven early, and I miss them more than I can come close to describing. I want them – and everyone else – to know how much I love them, and how proud I am to say that I am their daughter.

I also want to tell my heavenly Father how much I love Him. When my first dad died, before I got to meet my second dad, God was my Father. He loved and cared for me when I was sad, and smiled with me when I was happy. He saw how much I and my brother and sister needed a dad, and how my mom was lonely, too, and brought my second dad into our lives. When my second dad got to go to Heaven, God was again there for me, holding me when I cried, drying my tears, and helping me through many of life’s situations. Even when my dads were alive, God was there for me. I’m so thankful for a Father that will never leave me, even through death – He already died, and rose again from the dead!

Happy Father’s Day, to my dads in heaven and to all the other dads out there.
Happy Father’s Day, Abba Father, to You, for being my Father as well.

May God bless all the dads, today and every day!