Papa, Can you hear me?
He was (and still is) my first hero..
Someone I looked upon to, whose shoulders I felt comfort on and whose words gave all the wisdom of the world…
He was always there for me.
For I, was daddy’s little girl..
If I ever look back at my life, and search for a turning point, the one that flashes right in front is the strength that I gained by the power of his simple words.
Indeed how well did it turn my life around….
A man of integrity and faith, he exemplified a life of love and caring, of independence, dependence and interdependence.
You are in a better place now. Happy, Absolutely!
I celebrate your life, even though you are not around to celebrate it with.
I hear your words, when I falter in my path.
The strength I gain then, will make mountains move.
Be my guiding light, as you have always been..
I know you will remain,
For ever and ever…
Celebrating the lives of the many men, who make girls (and boys) around, feel just the way I do, about my father…..
Happy Father’s Day!!!
To my father,
To the father of my children, and to his father (who’s celebrating his birthday today)
and to many many fathers around……
(Photo Courtesy: A White Magnolia from the backyard of a friend & great dad to his little girls, at New Jersey, USA)