Thursday, March 25, 2010

happy birthday to my Daddy...


my daddy
Originally uploaded by Kudzu and Koolaid
He is opinionated

He is funny

He has a strong work ethic

He has his doctorate degree

He butchers hogs in the winter

He is not impressed by titles or position

He reads biographies & history

He tells everyone he meets about Jesus.

He hunts & fishes

He does not put on airs or think highly of those who might

He loves completely

He gets mad and gets over it-before you are able to process what he said while he was mad :D

He's my daddy and while we butt heads and disagree and argue . I love him, so very much.

Daddy's Hands

I remember Daddy´s hands, folded silently in prayer.
And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare.
You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines.
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.
I remember Daddy´s hands, how they held my Mama tight,
And patted my back, for something done right.
There are things that I´ve forgotten, that I loved about the man,
But I´ll always remember the love in Daddy´s hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.
Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.
Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle
But I´ve come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy´s hands.

I remember Daddy´s hands, working 'til they bled.
Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I´d live my life again.
And never take for granted the love in Daddy´s hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.
Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.
Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle
But I´ve come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy´s hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin´.
Daddy´s hands, were hard as steel when I´d done wrong.
Daddy´s hands, weren´t always gentle
But I´ve come to understand.
There was always love .....
In Daddy´s hands.


[the reason I took a picture of the shirt? Well because I can pretty much guarentee you my daddy has NOT ONE CLUE who Donna Karan is and I washed this shirt while he was here and giggled thinking about my daddy wearing DK]

(pic and journaling from 2008)

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