Remembering Daddy

25 years ago my precious Daddy bought my son talking Mickey who was then $50. I will never forget him searching for it, because they were quite popular back in 1989, until he found one and he bought it over to our apt. and surprised his grandson with something he had asked for. I remember it like it was yesterday and of course Mickey got lost in the shuffle and hustle of moving and years passing and was nowhere to be found. I said just last week to a friend if I ever find one in the store I would get him for nostalgia sake. He was laying on the shelf waiting for me. When I saw him I had to pause for a moment because memories rushed in. I walked out the store with Mickey for $3. I am about to see what type of batteries he takes so I can get some to see if he talks. Even if he doesn't utter a word he has said much just by being there and now here with me.

 

Here is a picture of Reese and the Mickey daddy bought him 25 years ago.

 

Happy Birthday Daddy

We just released the balloons to heaven in memory of Daddy's Birthday today. It was a little rough for all of us today especially my mom but he is near. We miss him and love him. Happy Birthday my precious Daddy. Yall don't know him but he ...was a wonderful Daddy to me and an even greater Pop Pop to my kids. He loved us all. I am so grateful he got to stay here to see his grandkids grow up and have 5 years with his great grandson. Okay I cant say no more now. I have to go. Love you Daddy!

 

Meet Charles...

Okay so the Military Bear experience went flop so my daughter and I took a trip to Build a Bear and I picked out something that I could love and be happy with. Meet Charles I picked him out from Build a Bear yesterday in memory of my Dad. I love him and what I love even more is that my Dad's voice is inside of him along with two hearts, his and mine. All I have to do is push his hand and he repeats a message my dad left on my cell phone that I kept. I will never forget him saying, "Bring me a street hot dog sandwich", LOL. I love you daddy!

Left with memories....

 

My daddy and me. I thank God for this picture that was taken by my husband. It sits on the radiator in front of my living room windows. When I start feeling sad I quickly glance over at this picture and it makes me smile. I loved my dad immensely! After his passing 7 months ago I was left with a void in my heart. I have tried to keep myself busy over the months and tried not to think to hard. I have had dreams, thoughts, and relived moments of the past spent with my him. He was a gift from God. He loved me and that right there is a priceless thing because so many cant say they were loved by their dads or had his presence in their lives. So many rolling stones, many mothers are left raising their children alone. Too many sons and daughters being raised without the love and guidance of an earthly father. I am so grateful that I had my Dad in my life from birth until he could no longer be here with me. He never left. Yes, I hurt that he had to suffer health wise but I take joy in knowing he lived. He had family and friends that loved him. I find myself being drawn to so many things that remind me of him and keep him close to me in spirit.

 

I will always have a special place in my heart for Jazz because he loved Jazz. I enjoy cherry vanilla ice cream now more because he did, lol. Every since that bird made a three day appearance at my window the week of Father's Day I now love collectible birds. Military stuff I collect to keep alive the memory of him being in the Air Force. I have flags and patriotic (Americana) stuff in my home's décor now. I am patiently waiting on a military bear I ordered to be delivered. He will wear the heart with my dad on it on a chain around his neck when I am not wearing it. Nothing fully helps you get over the pain of losing someone you have loved your whole life. God helps you to cope and continue with life. He will slowly but surely fill that void enough so you can continue to breathe and function in their absence. He will also enable you retain and pull up those precious memories that will make you smile and laugh again. Writing is therapy for me. I love to write about my Dad every now and then. I will never stop loving him, thinking about him, or talking about him. He was a lovingly man that any daughter would be proud of. Thank you God for him.

 

Missing you

Hi Daddy we are on vacation in Wildwood. Today was the first day I walked down to the beach. As I walked in the shallow water of the Atlantic Ocean I gazed out into the distance thinking about you. I was remembering when you were here, the last moments I saw your face, I was even trying to pull up memories of when I was a child and we were together. I looked through the water and around the beach looking for a sign from you that you might be near. At first nothing, then I saw  man with a Dad tee shirt on and as we walked back from the beach to our hotel room I saw a rock in the sand and decided to pick it up. Mind you I have past a few rocks during our past 5 days here in Wildwood but for some reason I decided to pick this one up. I was touched that the rock appeared to be in the shape of a heart. Was this for me from you daddy? Well either way I will take it. There is not a day that goes by that I don't miss you or think about you. I love you. Oh and did you hear me singing to Jesus earlier praying you were near him and that he would tell you that I love you and that I was grateful for you? I hope some way some how you know. Going to get something to eat after I watch the news Dad. Ttyl, I love you.

Daddy was a snappy dresser

He took pride in his looks.  He was always matching from head to toe. I have some of his dress hats. I am not letting them go.

God Bless America!

Found some old cards the grandkids gave Dad

We were visiting at moms day before yesterday and I came across these in a photo Album. Memories.

Operation Heart

Copyright © 2014 Operation Heart

I have been making hearts for the past few weeks. What to do with these hearts  I thought to myself? I could sell them for gain but then the Lord put on my heart that I distribute them as witnessing tools. What a great idea to be used as a symbol of the love of God. I will hand sew and stuff hearts and purchase ribbon with John 3:16 on it attach it to the hearts and give them out. I am still working on the prayer blankets also. Thank you God for giving me to notion to do so with the hearts I make and also giving me a name. God didn't make me partial to hearts for no reason at all.

Operation Heart: help, equip, assist, reach, and teach.

I will have cards made with this on it: A Heart from God---I give you this heart to let you know God loves you and all he wants from you is yours in return.

I covet your prayers as the ministry begins to go forth. In Jesus name. Amen.

How I spent Father's Day

It's here and I am well. This would be the day that day comes to my house and I fix his favorite foods and me and the kids spend the day with him showering him with presents and love. Daddy is in Heaven now so I tried to think of something to do to take the edge of the day for me. I went to Penn's Landing. Dad use to like to go there and enjoy the free concerts. It is hot today but it felt good to go to a place he liked to go and just sit and think about him. Happy Father's Day Dad. I miss you.

The Bird

I am not a supporter nor do I seek to be involved in any practice mentioned in Deuteronomy 18:10-11. I have heard stories about birds that visit loved ones still on earth after the passing of someone close to them. It is as if the bird acts as a liaison to let the person on earth know something.  Now the Bible reads where the dove was used by God as a purpose with Noah and Elijah being fed by the Raven.  I declare its this medium size bird that keeps flying to my window where I have the American Flag with my Dads picture attached to it outside. He been showing up for the past three or four days. This bird keeps coming in the corner by his picture flapping his wings and I can see him every time because he comes straight up to the window. I don't know the reason why all of a sudden this is happening. My sister in Christ said she believes he was sent and to praise God for that little birdie. A Pastor that I am acquainted with said the bird was letting me know that my Daddy is free and soaring in the spirit. Both these theories brought me joy. To think that bird came to my window these past few day to give me a unspoken message. It is quite funny that at the time when my grief began on Tuesday that bird started flying to my window and I saw him yesterday and today. Not a long visit just an appearance and then he leaves. God if you sent him thank you and Daddy if that's you I love you too. All in All it pleases me to think that this could be a possibility and it gives me comfort in a sense. One never knows but I sure love the thought.

 

Father's Day

 

 

Father's day is less then 72 hours away. Sons and Daughters around the world will be honoring their Dads or acknowledging them in some sort of way. God bless those who still have their dads on earth with them physically. I lost my dad to this life 6 months ago. Yes, I miss him and two days this week was kind of hard for me emotionally. It just hit me. I thought I had my emotions together because I refused to get wrapped up in this is the first, this is the second without kind of regimen. I was blessed to have my dad for 51 years. He was here for my Birthdays, Holidays, My Wedding, Graduation, the birth of his Grandchildren and Great-Grand. When I look back over the time he was here with us I have so many memories. Daddy did so much for me. He swatting flies that I was scared of in the early A. M. when I use to wake him up out of his bed to make go away. He was my protector, provider and defender. I remember our talks.  I still have two messages on my cell phone from him that I have not erased. I remember our goodbye hugs, kisses, and saying I love you to each other. The Bible says we have not because we ask not so I am asking, "God, please tell daddy I love him". As Father's Day fast approaches I will remember mine with love and Joy as I do everyday in his physical absence. I live in faith of being with Jesus for eternity when this life for me is over and the hope of seeing my Dad again.  Daddy not a day goes by that I don't think of you and this coming Sunday I will again be thinking of you with Joy, Pride, and Gratefulness to God for your life of 75 years and being my Dad for 51 of those years by God's Grace. Happy Father's Day!

Hung The Flag on my Porch for Daddy!

I like that I can see it through the window while I am laying on the couch. I will leave it up through Labor Day.

Another Patriotic Projet with Dad in mind.

 

A Patriotic heart

My dad had a Patriotic heart. I served in the US Air Force. I miss him everyday and after his passing I seemed to turn into a Patriotic woman. I love country décor and American décor fascinated me too. I bought some fabric last earlier this year in attempt to make a flag to go in the flag box I found at the thrift store. I had some left over and that's how I made the fabric stars I made for the crock arrangement and the Patriotic star pictured here. All it took was so elbow grease and creativity and for free I made this.