Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Dearest God,

I thought of my father who would have been 85 today. I remember spelling bees, dancing on his shoes because he was 6'4", eating tomatoes and cheating at Rook. I recall teasing his mother, coniving with his witty twin brother and stories of childhood and the war. I think of precious time spent with Daddy, too little time due to the fact he worked three jobs when I was little and then one later when he traveled all the time. Such moments become all the more valuable when I think of them.

The older I become the more I realize that life experiences are constantly unfolding. Each one brings something a little different. They can bring great joy, despair, gladness, sorrow, imagination and creativity, illumination and cause to pause to give thanks or make repairs.

On this day
I give thanks
to you,
my Creator,
for the experiences
of life.
Whether joy
or sorrow,
love, peace
or pain,
you are
ever present
to fortify,
help, guide
or challenge.
Your love
restores and renews,
remembers every moment
as an opportunity
for greater faith
and appreciation.
Today I
give thanks
for Daddy.

Love, Andrea