My dad has spent my life shaping me into the woman that I am today. He has never wavered in his commitment to raise and guide me in the Truth. Now that I am grown, a wife and mother myself, he never ceases to remind me that I am still his little girl.He loves to tell of when I was tiny, a short little girl with long red hair and a lot to say. It seems we liked to walk along holding hands -- me so short he had to bend slightly so our hands could join. From the looks of things history repeats itself!
Daddy, I hold you in my heart and I love you. You are a blessing to our family. Thank you for your love.