We have five family members with birthdays this month. On Aug. 11th, 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.”
From Heart to Heritage
Reflections From the Heart 
Mary, this is such a beautiful tribute to your dad. I love that at 93, it’s not necessarily the big moments that mean the most anymore, but the little things – the sound of his voice, his smile, and simply being able to sit beside him. Those are the moments that become so precious.
As a blind man, I think I’ve come to appreciate those things in a slightly different way too. When you can’t rely on sight, you notice the sound of someone’s voice, the way they speak, the warmth of their presence and those little moments together so much more. So your words about your dad really resonated with me.
What a wonderful blessing to have your dad still here at 93, and to be able to tell him how much he means to you. I hope he has a very happy 93rd birthday and that you make some more of those little memories together.
Happy Birthday to your Daddy, Mary. What a wonderful man to have been the first one you ever looked up to. ❤️
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Dear Steve, thank you so much for your beautiful words. Your perspective touched me deeply, especially what you shared about experiencing the world through sound, voice, and presence. It made me think about how much I treasure those things with Daddy.
We live miles apart, and truthfully, I don’t get to travel to see him as often as I would like. So whenever I do get the opportunity to sit beside him, hear his voice, see his smile, or simply spend time with him, those moments mean even more to me.
At 93, I am reminded that we don’t always need big moments to make memories. Sometimes it’s the quiet, ordinary ones that become the most precious.
So, thank you again for taking the time to read my post and for sharing such a personal and meaningful response. Your words truly blessed. ❤️
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This world needs more good men like your father.
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Amen.
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I like writing about role models, Mary. Nothing better than having your own dad be one of those for you.
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