Sunday Morniing Sunshine: When A Man Loves a Woman

 My husband is one of a kind. That's my opinion, of course, but it's true nonetheless. :) 

He's not only intuitive and discerning but also kind, loving, his own man, private and a person with a big heart. He'd go without shoes rather than deny me something I truly wanted. He picks the best cards and seldom forgets holidays, special occasions, and plain everyday thoughts of something to make me smile. 

Hence:  this wildflower, end-of-the-season bouquet he picked this week for me. No, they didn't last long, but they gave me a smile, a warm, happy moment, and he knew it. That was enough for him...

I love this man!

He brings sunshine into my life! 

Sunday Morning Sunshine: What makes a father?

My husband: a real father!

What do I remember?

My daddy hugging me and saying:

You're my girl.

Two little boys, craving a daddy, 

and automatically calling my son:

"Dad"

My three-year-old grandson almost always telling his daddy 

after he returned from work,

"I missed you, daddy."

My hubby reading to our sons.

Their riveting attention and interest in every word.

My husband spending time with our sons:

fishing, and picnicking, 

traveling and stopping at interesting places for them.

Teaching them to handle guns safely.

Showing them how to do repairs on vehicles.

Showing them how to build with wood, using their hands.

Teaching them manners and how to respect women, older people 

and those who can't defend themselves.

Teaching our sons the meaning of faith in God and prayer.

Anyone can be a father.

It takes someone special to be a dad.

Happy Father's Day!