We have five family members with birthdays this month. Next week, my daddy turns 93.
I’ve written so many stories of him over the years because he has given me so many stories to tell. With his animated personality, he has always been a natural storyteller. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ve probably met him more than once.
These days, I find myself thinking less about the big moments, and more about the little ones. The sound of his voice. His warm smile when he sees me. The comfort of simply sitting beside him.
At 93, every birthday feels a little more precious.
“Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life.” —Proverbs 16:31
So this year, I won’t say much. Just say thank you.
Thank you for a lifetime of love, for believing in me, and for being the first man I ever looked up to.
Happy birthday, Daddy!
I love you.
“Every wrinkle on his face is a story I’m grateful to know.”
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