…it’s time now, for this significant man to be honored in a noteworthy and much deserved tribute of his influential… Read more (1) it’s time now
This is my personal tribute to the first man in my life…the first man loved and admired by me as a little girl…Dad.
A three-letter word too small for the bigness of this man and the bigness of his presence in my life and so many others.
…it’s been ten years since your passing…and because, Dad, you are more than a memoriam line in a newspaper to pay homage to… I honor you here, in this, my HeadStone Tribute.
As a little girl, my Dad was immortal.
He was going to live forever; superman soaring above and winning every fight well fought… but little girls grow up.
And even their immortal superheroes somewhere along the way,
turn out to be mortal after all.
My Superman in my story is mortal. He hurted. And he felt the loss of himself too. But forevermorre, he will be spoken about and herein, he will live on. And the last kind words of our last memories, will leave us all, with him and with peace.
Gentle Grace, Valiant Kindness, Humility, Quiet Suffering, and Unwavering Strength with Stubborn Persistence in fighting to hold onto himself in the thick of the ugly…that is his story… Dad’s Story, My Tribute.
In the totality of a relationship between father and daughter, there are many memories. Some of which, I highlight here; most I’ve shared with my family and friends, and others, I keep just for me.
Sentimentality is an honor to bestow on worthy men. I hope all little girls have a special place of affection for the first man in their lives. I hope that as women, our relationships with our Dads mature, but we keep close to heart an everlasting feeling of nostalgia from our childhoods.
(2) come along with me
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(3) 5319, Burnt Toast
One of the most unexpectedly heartfelt and entertaining evenings we had together was the night the fire alarms on Dad’s… Read more (3) 5319, Burnt Toast
(4) where you wanted to be
My Dad wasn’t one for pomp and circumstance. All my life, I remember he didn’t want the formality of a… Read more (4) where you wanted to be
(5) Legacy Onward Through The Ages
No. My father’s legacy has not set with the sun. His footsteps upon this earth will continue in the footsteps… Read more (5) Legacy Onward Through The Ages
(6) cradle to grave
All for one, and one for all. ForEverMorre. My three children were raised with yes, a familiar motto, to covet… Read more (6) cradle to grave