I think the night Chris came to pick me up for our first date he knew from that first conversation with my Dad that these were big shoes to fill. My Dad was the man of my life for the first 16 years of my life. Then a boy started to make his move into my heart and after 22 years of being the main man in my life, my Daddy turned over the seat with confidence to a young man. That same young man has now become a Daddy twice over and excels at it. His very presence in this house is welcomed each evening by a little girl who hangs on his legs and begs to go wherever he does. His son smiles with joy at the voice of his Father and I know will one day want to be just like him...but ultimately to be like his Heavenly Father. So the Daddy of this household is who he is because of two important figures...his Maker and his sweet Daddy...known these days as Papa Joe. So as you can see, I have several fathers to be thankful for this weekend...





1 comment:
so sweet sarah! we can always be thankful for husbands that make great fathers!
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