My Pa always had these wonderful little pearls of wisdom. Today I remembered this one. I think of him everyday so this day to celebrate Fathers is just another day for me. Till we meet again Pa, but till then I’ll meet you in my heart ❤️
Also I have a page where I’ve shared about him. https://tellmeaboutit.co/my-dad-dan-pa/
I’m going fishin’ there is nothing you can do
I’m going fishin’ in a day or two
Micki you can try to please them
Ain’t nothing you can do
Maybe you should join me
Cause I’m going fishin’
I’ll be waiting for you
P.S. Thinking about my Pa.
I know you’re waiting
on the back roads
by the rivers
of my memories
on my mind
Your words I pour over them
I think of how you felt with pen
in hand as tears dropped
On these pages I now pour
This ones for you wherever you are
Your words are anything but Ephemera
They are pressed between the pages of my heart
I miss you Pa
I’ve been working on restoring this photo of my Pa.
I love this photo of him. I thought since today is his birthday, Jan. 2,
it is a perfect day to share!
Happy Birthday in heaven Pa.
My Auntie sent me this photo below.
The image is not as clear but back then there weren’t a lot of photos
so I cherish these that I have!
Hard to tell if I did a good job here or not but at least I got rid of the cracked spots.
Papa will I perish?
because if feels like it and I can’t bare the fire…
“Micki let me tell you something,
I can sure tell you
what NOT to do!
Yes the fire will burn you, Yes it will hurt,
Yes there will be days you think you can’t take it
But don’t run, or jump because soon relief will come
See Micki life [that fire], it burns the fake right out of you
It refines you like the finest gold
if you stay and surrender to your greatest fear
it is in that surrender…my blue eyed Micki…you will feel the closest to God. “
Good I remember when you burned Papa I remember it so well.
I sure miss you!
My Pa said, “She had Chantilly Grace,” and I always wondered too myself…wasn’t that lace?
Oh but he said, “It’s so much finer than that, she has the kind of grace that when she left the room she took my heart with her.” Oh I said, “Pa I want that kind of grace one day,” and he said. “You’ve already got it, the day I first held you in my arms, I knew my heart would break a thousand times watching you go, now straighten up an act like it.” I smile just thinking of that day! I still don’t know what he meant but he always made it sound so pretty and I loved that about him.
Never forget streams that flow
Never forget the sun as it
Never forget your smile that
But if I should forget
Will you remind me…?
I will always remind you
if you forget…
For my Pa in heaven! I know he’s fishing and waiting for me! My Pa had Alzheimer’s and it scared him forgetting so I wrote it all down just in case. I’m so very thankful I did and that I’m surrounded with his beautiful photos, writings and memories of him! I’m not sad, not at all~I’m blessed~so very blessed! Yes!
Fare thee well my sweet dear one
Remember me in your soul
For within your heart I live & move
Farewell my precious one
For I am in the sunrise &
in the setting sun
Look for me I’ll be shining
down on you
I love you
Mom said, “I’ll never forget the day I met your Pa, he showed up in a crisp white button down, tan pants and a navy blue jacket over his shoulder, and I’ll admit Micki your Pa was a sharp dressed men.”
Dapper Dan they called him, I just called him Pa.
I have only loved one woman in my life, your mother, my Pa told me. I like to imagine it was like this. Like a love story. I can do that cause I want to.
Today I present to the world my daughter
She has eyes of blue and white golden hair. She’s ready in her little starched dress to begin her first day of school and I ask you old world be kind to her and treat her with care
For she’s my daughter and has always
been protected by me. It’s sad to think she will find other heros in the world besides me.
Pa, I never did find a hero but you. You taught me how to be a fighter so I never looked to anyone but God. Thank you for the example you were in fighting for what you believed in and for also staying silent and finding peace from within. I understand your silence more now then ever.
This is the man-cave I don’t even know how to write man cave…Pa’s place…
See itty bitty Ezra standing on the fishing dock waving at Crapa, he was 4. Hard to believe he’s 8 now and Pa’s been gone that long. Ezra thinks Crapa is here. I think he is too!