Friday nite my "Daddy" was taken to the hospital.
No, I don't call him that anymore -- I'm too old for that -- but he'll always be that to me -- my Daddy. He thinks I'm amazing and in his eyes I'm eternally young and beautiful. On the phone its "how's my favorite daughter?" OK, so I'm his only daughter but for some reason it still feels good to hear those words. His hugs are magnificent and warming.
Time is slipping away much too quickly, eyes need reading glasses, waists thicken and loved ones -- die. But, today I'm so thankful that "my Daddy" is doing well and hasn't been whisked off to Heaven quite yet. I'm very very thankful to God for letting me have him a little longer and HOPEFULLY alot longer!
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:) Great post, Deb!
ReplyDeleteGreat job Debi...I'll be following you
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Debi. I'm so thankful for you and your daddy...and your mommy...and your hubby...lol.
ReplyDeleteGREAT job on getting started with a blog! I'm so impressed, and I'll be following closely!
Way to go!
Well said, and congratulations on your blog! I like your style! Hugs, Rita
ReplyDeleteThanks girls!
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