My Daddy

Revelation 21:4 King James Version  And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

I have to admit that there is a sadness that is trying to creep into my heart. Tomorrow would have been my dad’s birthday and I find myself thinking about him more and more as each hour passes. I wrote the following on the anniversary of his death four years ago.  I could have written this today. So I share this with the same resolve I had back then.

I Miss You Daddy! Happy Birthday!

Two years ago TODAY I was at work and my brother Mike called and said my dad fell out. Before I could get there he called back and said my dad was gone. I’m sitting here at work and all I can do is cry for a minute as the memories flood my mind of that day. 

As God gives me the strength the go on, I am choosing to remember the good times and the good things about my daddy. He was not the perfect parent or the perfect person but who is? I certainly am not. But I know this much…in today’s society I can say, I know who my daddy is and I can say he was in my life until the day he closed his eyes.

I remember when I moved down to North Carolina about four months after my parents did. I was stubborn and refused to leave NY for a hick town! But I saw different once my folks left me and I came on.

I knew I had to work so I found a job at the Pantry which is a gas station and small store. My dad came to pick me up when my shift was done on my third day of working. He was a little early and came in the store. There I was happily mopping the floor to earn my pay. My daddy took one look and grabbed that mop out of my hand and said, where’s your boss? I said, over there….he went right up to him and said, my daughter will not be back to work tomorrow or ever. I did not send her in here to mop nobody’s floors. When is her payday? Ok, I’ll be back to get her check. Thank you! Vickie, come on here!!

I was speechless!!! All I could do was give back my little apron and walk out the store behind him. He was livid that I was mopping floors! In the car, he told me he didn’t want me to do work like that, he did it and he didn’t want me to. Wow!!!

So, today, I am sad, I simply miss my Daddy. No matter what he did or didn’t do, I know he loved me enough to want more for my life than mopping floors. I want to pass on to my children that you can do anything you want in your life, you have the potential to soar! What a legacy to pass on! Thank you Daddy! I love you!

Remembering To Live Victoriously So I Can See Him Again!,

Vic