I’d like to send an extra special Happy Father’s Day to all the Dad’s out there who read the Blind Pig!
Since I’m a true Daddy’s Girl-Father’s Day always gets me a little teary eyed. If you’ve been reading the Blind Pig for any length of time-you already know I think Pap hung the stars and moon.
I was planning to write something about him today-but realized a few years ago I summed up how I felt about him pretty good. So click here to read about my Silver Haired Daddy.
Tipper
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Again, I’m late.
But I hope the Deer Hunter, Pap, Paul and all the other Fathers in your life had a great Fathers’ Day!!
Tipper: I certainly send out a special Father’s Day wish to the fathers in your life.
Can we ever repay or Dad’s for all they have done for us? I know I can’t. Funny thing is that they don’t really think that they did anything so spectacular. That’s one of the things that makes them so great.
Stacey
Tipper our son in law posted this on his web page. I loved it.
Father’s Day (a note from Daddy to his Girls)Share. Yesterday at 12:19am
I know Father’s Day is normally a day to allow others to recognize your role as a father. However, my “role” as a father is much more than a duty or an obligation that was set by virtue of my responsibility that was established when each of my daughters made their entrance into this world. That isn’t to say that that responsibility should be neglected, as unfortunately it too often is among weak and selfish and evil men. But I want to reflect on my own experiences as a father. My own gifts, so undeserved, that manifest themselves through my 3 little* treasures. Each of my three daughters reward me every day, every hour, every second by reminding me in a very tangible way of a love that is completely and utterly indescribable. Every father knows exactly what I mean when I refer to an “indescribable” love. A love that compels him to want to protect his children at all costs. A love that insists he listen and offer advice. A love that shows compassion in a hug or a shared tear. A love that expresses joy in shared laughter. A love that is remembered every time he simply looks at his child.
What is it like to be a Daddy? There are so many overused, but appropriate adjectives to describe what it’s like being a Daddy. Awesome. Blessed. Beautiful. Amazing. Difficult. Fulfilling. These are all adjectives that I hold dear in my description of what it’s like to be a Daddy. However, more than these adjectives can fully describe lies for me the essence of what it is to be a Daddy. These 3 gifts from God, along with their mother (who is the much better half of a pretty good team) own my heart. The moment I looked into each of their eyes, without even realizing it until it was too late, they grabbed my heart and stole it. I no longer held dominion over it. I happily conceded it to them, of course. It’s been quartered up and their claims on it are permanent and binding.
I am so blessed to be a Daddy. I am so proud to call Holly Noel, Heidi Nicole and Hannah Mariah by precious, precious daughters. My love for them is immeasurable. I will love them forever. I will always be their Daddy, and they will be my little* girls.
*little here only describes how I still see them, as children that still want to hold their Daddy’s hand
Love the post Tipper – I feel the same way about my Dad – in my corner of the world he hung the moon and stars. I’m blessed to be able to call him and wish him a Happy Father’s Day.
Cindy
Daddies are such special people; I really miss mine. Enjoy your Dad and never miss an opportunity to give him a hug and say I love you. My hubby’s dad raised 4 boys so I feel special because he calls me his daughter.
Neat post, Tipper… I did go back and read about your sweet Daddy… My Dad died in 1969–and I still miss him. I definitely was a Daddy’s girl–and I could get him to do everything for me!!!!!
Hope you all had a wonderful day today.
Hugs,
Betsy
Tipper, I was a daddy’s girl, too, and there’s not a day goes by that I don’t think about his smile and his wisdom. He was a good lookin’ man and a hard worker. He’s been gone almost nine years, and he just gets wiser everyday:) So wonderful that you have your daddy with you on this Father’s Day. Give him an extra hug. Can’t wait to hear about Olive! I love a good mystery! Blessings,
Marilyn
Tipper,
I never knew my Dad i was raised by my Grandfather who was the greatest man who ever wakled in my book, I miss him something awful, he passed away in 2005 and I still find myself going to talk to him up on the hill. Yes Happy Fathers Day to all the Dads, and Granddads out there who read Tipper’s blog daily as I do
Yes, Tipper, I remember my Dad well. He was my defender. I also know your Dad and he is a VERY fine man as is Chitter and Chatter’s Dad the Deer Hunter.
Happy Father’s Day to all the wonderful Dad’s out there!!
Yup, I’m a daddy’s girl too. This Father’s Day I wrote about the daddy of my babies. It was refreshing. 🙂 There’s nothing in this world like a good daddy. 🙂
Give Pap an extra hug from me today please. My Dad died many years ago and I miss his wisdom, laughter and hugs.
Looking forward to the Olive treat!
Fathers are just about the greatest things ever! I can’t believe how long it has been since my dad died. My oldest was only two weeks old, if I didn’t have that marker I would think it was only a year or two ago. Until my husband came into my life, my dad was my only true champion. How wonderful it was for those few years to have both of them in my life at the same time. My girls missed out not knowing him but they have had a great dad of their very own. Dads are wonderful no matter what.
A great relationship between a father and a daughter is so special. My father had four sons and that was where the close relationship happened.
But I had father figures in my family that I remember today with great appreciation. Without them, I’d not have the life I have today or some of the values I have today.
Tipper, I did go and take a peak at your silver haired daddy. you are just as blessed as I am to have had a father that was a blessing. not everyone is that lucky. great story, great photos
I was going to write something today on my blog about my dad but just couldn’t bring myself to do it. My dad died the day before father’s day when I was 21. I was a daddy’s girl, too. It’s been so long ago that I don’t think of him that often but Father’s Day always makes me so sad. You’ve got a great dad. You are so blessed.