Storage & Organization up to 60% OFF!
Plus, a FREE Gift! | Details Here.
×
Scrapbook.com
Inspiration ⁄ Category: scrapbooking

Cheers

Give a Cheer
Profile photo
Cheryljunegirl
February 26, 2009

How Do I Even Begin?

Give cheer Give a Cheer
Favorite

I've had this photo every since October when I went to see my dad for his 89th birthday. I have wanted to scrap it ever since, but was scared. I wanted to be able to journal just right and do my dad justice. Whenever I thought about it, I just kept feeling I would never get it right. My dad means so much to me and all words just fall short. I don't even know how to begin to say how much he means to me...hence the title. I decided I just needed to do that...begin...and let the words flow. It isn't the perfect journaling...it does fall short, but it is a start: I don’t even know where or how to begin to express the love I have for my Dad. He has always been my hero…the one constant in my life. I have always known that he loved me and even beyond that adored me. How do you begin to measure the meaning of a person who shows faith in you no matter what…a person who thinks you can do no wrong? My earliest memories are of my Dad smiling and bouncing me on his knee. I can still hear the song in my head that he used to sing as he did this…da doodly doodly doodly do, da doodly doodly doodly do and then a big bounce up in the air. He went to every school performance I was ever in and never missed a football game that I was performing in the halftime show. We would sit together after school and watch a favorite television show together…reruns of The Rockford Files. He taught me to love nature. We would walk to the beach together and marvel at the beauty of the world. If there was a pretty sunset, sunrise or rainbow in the sky he would be sure to call my attention to it in order to share the moment with me. He was never shy about expressing his love for the beauty of the world…the ocean, the sky, the fall leaves, the mountains, the streams, the rivers, the hills…everything. I can not see a wonder of nature without thinking of my dad. He was the hit of every parents night type of event I ever went to. He has an incredible sense of humor and an infectious laugh. At each and every one of these events I was the most popular girl there…why…because every one wanted to sit next to me…or rather my dad. He made everyone laugh and smile. He still does. He taught me to love to cook. He believes it is an art form and takes great pride in the dishes he prepares. It was he, not my mom, who did the cooking in our home. Of course, wanting to be like him, I learned to love cooking, too. He is eighty-nine years old now. I treasure the time I can be with him and wish that I lived closer. He is my daddy and I am and will always be his baby girl.


layouts scrapbooking
Report

Cheer sent!

Thanks for spreading positivity!

SavedRemovedChanged