The Secrets of Daddy

This is how I found Daddy a few mornings ago. It was early in the morning. He was watching the geese and goslings. He was feeding them old bread.

This photo shares many qualities of my father.

He is a giver of little things. The giving of his many little things have always combined to convey the big things of life.

It shares his love for nature. Nature is his soundtrack.

He is an early bird. He passed this gene onto me. The hours of Daddy-daughter time are exponentially increased as we share the world before other family members climb out of bed.

He savors silence. In silence, much is understood.

Moral of the Story: I thank God for my Daddy.

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