Sunday, June 21, 2009

Father's Dad

I know it's been a long time since I've posted, but today I'm thinking about my dad...he was a wonderful man and I would give anything to be able to give him just one more hug and tell him how much I love him. He died in a motorcycle accident in 1983 (I think it was 1983). I can still see him sitting at the kitchen table drinking his coffee and talking to all the neighbors that stopped by. I remember the thrill it was the night he was baptized into Christ after so many years of mama taking all four of us to church and praying so hard that he would decided that he want to put on Christ in baptism. I remember going to town with him and every one throwing up a hand and calling hello to Tracy and being proud that he was my dad. I remember him making me chop cotton to earn money for things I wanted then him giving me not only the pay for the work but the money for what i was working for anyway. I remember his eyes lighting up when he would see Tamara Lynn or Laura or Joe(y) for he loved his grandchildren. You will always be my "diddy" and I will always hold a special place for you in my heart.

I was also blessed to have a step-daddy for 20 years. He never had children of his own so we were the children of his heart and he treated each of us and each grand child as if they were his very own. Our first Christmas with him was more fun...He was the biggest child of all there because he'd never had a big Christmas with a big family and it was so fun to watch his face and see the joy there. He took great care of our mother in her declining years and for that I will forever be grateful. He died of cancer in Dec. 2007. Mama died in Feb. of 2008. She lost her will to live after she lost him.

You know the old saying that anyone can be a Father but it takes someone special to be a daddy...well, thank you, Lord, that I have been blessed to have two daddys in my life. Here's to you: Tracy Skelton and Mutt Kemp!