Thursday, April 18, 2013


I will be writing at Laced With Grace tomorrow (Friday). Please join me there for the rest of this devotional

Thank you so much,


The small wooden music box sat on the floor beneath the living room window in our apartment – a perfect perch for a tiny girl watching for her Daddy to come home from work. Every afternoon I waited, straining to catch a glimpse of him walking toward home. Larger than life, he gathered me up in his arms and all was right in my world.



lil red hen said...

You were so blessed to have a dad who showed you how much he loved you. I know, in my heart, that my daddy loved me, but I don't remember him ever holding me or showing his love for me.

Your pictures are treasures!

Anonymous said...

hope to join you there...

Stephanie said...

What a precious dad you had :) Your post was very touching - thank you for sharing, sweet friend!

Hugs to you,