I always struggle with Father's Day. It's usually piggybacked to my birthday and with it one small, precious moment I alone shared with my dad. Being the youngest of 6 kids, it was tough to find something in common, something only one could share with him. I always visited for Father's Day to share that moment. "Happy Father's Day!", I'd call out, and he in turn "Happy Birthday!"
I miss my Dad. I miss him every. Single. Day. What I miss the most, is he didn't meet Jacob...sometimes I can't help but think my dad had a hand in brining our Jacob. I can see him up there, giving God a little nudge, saying "Yep, send that little whipper-snapper to my youngest daughter, she needs a precocious little boy in her life!" I know he's smiling down from heaven at us and at Jacob, the little mini-Web (he looks amazingly like my dad) - the kid who shares so many loves with his Grandpa he never met. I know if my Dad were here, Jacob would be attached to his hip, watching the cars go by, the airplanes take off, and waving to the city police. And my Dad, he'd be so proud to share and to show him all of the things he showed me...
Child's Footprints Poem
"Walk a little slower Daddy" said a child so small,
"I'm following in your footsteps and I don't want to fall.
Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they're hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me.
Someday when I'm all grown up,
You're what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who'll want to follow me.
And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true,
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you."
(author unknown)
Happy Father's Day!
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