At the Father / Daughter fish fry yesterday, during a program of reflection from the young ladies, two girls brought tears to my eyes. Darn it, I welling up as I think back to it. Anyway, this particular child, she got up to speak, with tears in her eyes, voice shaking, she said, and Im paraphrasing, My dad was never there, but ********** was and I never said thank you. I just want say thank you now and I love you. Then she sat down. I thought, ********** is a good man. The second young lady that caught my heart, who was last to speak, came up, paraphrasing once again, My father is not here. He never is. I dont know. Hes always just busy. But I know he cares. The hurt in that childs eyes was perceptively obvious and not only painful for her to get up and say, but also to have to live with. I was wounded for her. Fathers, do your duties. Its nothing extra. It should be expected. Your daughters need you. Whether youre married or made a baby with a tramp, you chose the mother. Be there for your daughters, and sons too. Mothers, stop making babies with bums who will not care for their own seed. They are easy to identify. Hint: They have other children they dont give a damn about or they will not marry you first. Good morning.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 11:48:51 +0000