I wanted to take a moment to recognize those who have lost daddys. With Father's Day tomorrow, some of us will celebrate with our dads and some of us will remember the fathers we have lost.
This morning I awoke to a father I had not seen before. His name is Nathaniel. He sported round shades and was someone's daddy. Michael says he wants to be heard. That cancer didn't beat him. He was not his illness, his illness was not him. He is the epitome of song, the living soul, relishing in the winds of time.
There are a few daddy's on the other side I'd like to acknowledge and let their children know they are still looking after them. I've posted their photos below and have written a little something for all of the people who have lost a daddy:
The Loss of My Daddy
“Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.”
Gloria Naylor
Daddy’s come and sometimes daddy’s go. But one thing remains in our hearts. The love that was shared between a parent and their child.
The words may not be said. The heartfelt cards of appreciation or the loving hug a daughter or son wish to have. But in the eyes of a child their dad is their protector, their rock, their confident and the person they want to look to when trouble comes.
Children see their dad as the strong tower that weathers the storm. When dad hurts, their children hurt. When they are pulled apart they feel the tug of loss within their very souls. Who will protect me? Who will be there to guide my way? Who will love me the way my daddy did?
Parents are the cornerstone of every person’s life. Our values, our love, all of our wants and needs are wrapped up in the warm and unconditional love only a parent can provide. To lose a dad that’s either living or departed, means to lose that feeling of being protected, being nurtured and feeling the special bond of love that only a “daddy” can provide.
No matter how much our “daddy’ may have hurt us, no matter how much time may have passed since he’s been away, we still crave the love and support that only a “daddy” can provide. Losing a daddy sometimes means that it wasn’t that he didn’t love you, it’s just that maybe he didn’t know how. Sometimes losing a daddy means you know he had all the love in the world for you, but he just wasn’t allowed to stay.
If you’ve lost a daddy you have to believe that when daddys are lost, it only means that we believe we haven’t been given the time we needed to be with them. We feel the loss of guidance, support and love that sometimes leaves a deep wound within us. We seek to fill the void of the warm and loving embrace that only a “daddy” can provide. We reminisce about the times our daddy cared for us, played with us, or said a kind word.
We all have “daddys” and as old as we get we still remember them, we still miss the daddy we wish we could have, that daddy that’s not there, the daddy that was taken from us, or the daddy that chose to leave.
Emotional wounds are hard to heal, but not impossible. When we are hurting from the loss of a daddy we can remember how he made us feel when he gave us a warm hug. We can wrap ourselves in a warm blanket, one of his favorite shirts or with our own arms closing our eyes and remembering his loving embrace. We know then that our daddy is still with us. Living inside our very hearts.
If daddy was cruel and left you alone, you can remember that he didn’t know how to stay, to be the daddy you wanted and needed him to be.
Although we may always wish for our daddy to be in our lives and be the men we want or needed, we have to accept that that’s what daddy was or that’s who our daddy is. The loss of the daddy that we were given only means that somewhere along the line it was destined for them to step aside.
Daddy’s are like angels. Some leave their children only to let them sprout their own wings and others watch from beyond, silently whispering in our ears I still love you.
This morning I awoke to a father I had not seen before. His name is Nathaniel. He sported round shades and was someone's daddy. Michael says he wants to be heard. That cancer didn't beat him. He was not his illness, his illness was not him. He is the epitome of song, the living soul, relishing in the winds of time.
There are a few daddy's on the other side I'd like to acknowledge and let their children know they are still looking after them. I've posted their photos below and have written a little something for all of the people who have lost a daddy:
The Loss of My Daddy
“Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.”
Gloria Naylor
Daddy’s come and sometimes daddy’s go. But one thing remains in our hearts. The love that was shared between a parent and their child.
The words may not be said. The heartfelt cards of appreciation or the loving hug a daughter or son wish to have. But in the eyes of a child their dad is their protector, their rock, their confident and the person they want to look to when trouble comes.
Children see their dad as the strong tower that weathers the storm. When dad hurts, their children hurt. When they are pulled apart they feel the tug of loss within their very souls. Who will protect me? Who will be there to guide my way? Who will love me the way my daddy did?
Parents are the cornerstone of every person’s life. Our values, our love, all of our wants and needs are wrapped up in the warm and unconditional love only a parent can provide. To lose a dad that’s either living or departed, means to lose that feeling of being protected, being nurtured and feeling the special bond of love that only a “daddy” can provide.
No matter how much our “daddy’ may have hurt us, no matter how much time may have passed since he’s been away, we still crave the love and support that only a “daddy” can provide. Losing a daddy sometimes means that it wasn’t that he didn’t love you, it’s just that maybe he didn’t know how. Sometimes losing a daddy means you know he had all the love in the world for you, but he just wasn’t allowed to stay.
If you’ve lost a daddy you have to believe that when daddys are lost, it only means that we believe we haven’t been given the time we needed to be with them. We feel the loss of guidance, support and love that sometimes leaves a deep wound within us. We seek to fill the void of the warm and loving embrace that only a “daddy” can provide. We reminisce about the times our daddy cared for us, played with us, or said a kind word.
We all have “daddys” and as old as we get we still remember them, we still miss the daddy we wish we could have, that daddy that’s not there, the daddy that was taken from us, or the daddy that chose to leave.
Emotional wounds are hard to heal, but not impossible. When we are hurting from the loss of a daddy we can remember how he made us feel when he gave us a warm hug. We can wrap ourselves in a warm blanket, one of his favorite shirts or with our own arms closing our eyes and remembering his loving embrace. We know then that our daddy is still with us. Living inside our very hearts.
If daddy was cruel and left you alone, you can remember that he didn’t know how to stay, to be the daddy you wanted and needed him to be.
Although we may always wish for our daddy to be in our lives and be the men we want or needed, we have to accept that that’s what daddy was or that’s who our daddy is. The loss of the daddy that we were given only means that somewhere along the line it was destined for them to step aside.
Daddy’s are like angels. Some leave their children only to let them sprout their own wings and others watch from beyond, silently whispering in our ears I still love you.
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Daddy's I've seen on the other side:
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