I can remember coming home from work years ago, often after a bad day. There would be a figurative dark cloud over my head, and I would be mumbling as I walked up the walk, muttering thoughts about a crummy job, crummy office, crummy paycheck, pointy-haired boss, lousy automobile. Then a little blond-haired girl would come bounding out the front door, yelling "Daddy!" and the dark cloud would disappear and sunshine would shine through.
Every daddy wants his little girl to grow up to be happy, fall in love with a godly young man who will love her back, lead her in paths of righteousness, protect her and provide for her. At least that's what he thinks. But there is also that part of him that wants to put the brick on her head at age 8 and keep her little forever.
Today, my greatest hopes and inner fears were both realized in the same event as Emily married her Prince Charming Ben. They will be great together, and her mother and I are thrilled. For lots more neat photos, see my albums on facebook.
Daryl,
ReplyDeleteYour blog on Mr. and Mrs. Thompson is very touching. I too remember those days when the little blonde-haired girl came running to greet me. Ah, the years go by so fast. Thanks for sharing. You and Carol have a beautiful daughter, inside and out.
To Jan, from Carol: we're blessed by all these girls...yours, the Pait's, the Jones', and our own. Each of these girls has added so much....joy to our family. Words don't cover it! Thanks for all you did to make it special...your pictures were priceless!!!! We love our extended families! ~Carol
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