As I walked along a sidewalk on North Street in Cranford, NJ, one Saturday morning, holding hands with my father, I came to understand at a conscious level that I had to take more steps, and faster ones, than he did to cover the same ground and not fall behind.
That's what my little body and mind were busy learning.
What my hand and heart already knew was that when I was with Daddy, the world was a wondrous place.
How lucky can a little girl be?
How lucky can a grown-way-older girl be to still share the wondrous world with her father?
Pretty danged lucky.
Happy Father's Day, Futh!
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| Saturday Morning Errands with Daddy 3x4"; acrylic, ink, pencil, collage, and pastels on paper, mounted on card stock abstract 2017 [gift] |
6 comments:
I agree Dotty, we are so danged lucky to have that man in our lives!
: )
Have a great time, you are certainly blessed!
Thanks, Carol. I have been SO blessed to have my dad as my dad : )
Sweet blessings to you both :)
Thanks, Sheila.
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