When I think of Home-
I think of.....
- Standing at the sink washing dishes with Dad
- my Dads hands
- cowboys hats
- signs of spring
- evening talks
- humming birds
- baking
- Big blue skys
- old time movies
- Dad's smile through the pain
- lunch in town. Ice cream shakes and french fries
When I think of home, I think of my Dads grandchildren stopping by on the way to school to say, goodmorning.
When I think of home-
I think of.....
- Martel & Hollie's beautiful garden & Home
- hugs all around
- scrapbooks
- Late night visits with my brother
- Sharing with my Sister
But most of all I think of the loved expressed to me from my Dad.
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,
He called it ... Dad
~Author Unknown-
