I’ve been posting birthday greetings for the past weeks, well, because most people very close to my heart just happened to have their birthdays close at each other. Yes, my Mom and Dad are both Cancers, and their birth dates are just a week apart.
Little girls need their daddies with them for many different things: like a steady hand to hold her high off the ground; like a deep sullen music that whispers everything is right; like a mountain that grows in her heart that shows her the way home when all else falls apart; like a love that’s wider and deeper than the oceans and soaring high above the air to tell her that she’ll find him there.
Thank you, Dad, for having the strength of a mountain, the splendor of a tree, the warmth of the sun, the calmness of a quiet sea, the giving soul of nature, the comforting arms of the night, the knowledge of the ages, the joy of spring, the patience of eternity, and the faith of a real son of God.
To dad, wherever you are: Happy birthday! You’re forever kept in our hearts.
It doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was. – Anne Sexton
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