Father’s Day is always bittersweet because while everyone is celebrating their dad,
I am missing mine terribly.
Don’t get me wrong…i celebrate him too…
but there is nothing like giving your dad a big bear hug,
a kiss, a phone call just to say hello, a card and a cheesy present to go along with it.
My father passed away when i was very young.
And although i never knew him like most people know their dad (personal experience),
i know him well through experiences other people had with him.
My mother and siblings have always shared stories of my father,
the Great MTAA,
and through these stories, i have come to know a man who is rich
in character, value, integrity, intelligence and exuburence!
He was a man everyone wanted to be around.
Most women wanted to have his children because he was tall, smart and handsome.
He was a charismatic man.
He was a family man..
.a bit of a rolling stone but in all of the rolling…
he LOVED and VALUED his family like no other.
He always made sure all of his children were taken care of.
And above all else, he LOVED God and His Word.
One of my family members once said:
“i don’t want to be like Da when i die and not leave any money for my family.”
This thought made me sad a little.
And also angry.
Because when i think about the Great MTAA, i think about so much more.
If he left us money, it would have been spent a long time.
Instead what he left us is priceless!
From him, i learned the importance of family, hard work
and above all, being a God fearing individual.
I believe because he was a God fearing…i am and will be blessed for the rest of my life.
I believe because of him our family from generations to come will be blessed.
These are things money cannot buy.
One of his favorite bible verses was Joshua 24:15
and this i have taken to heart because i want to continue
the tradition of me and my house serving the Lord always.
I have a throw blanket with the verse on it…and this weekend…
as everyone is giving their dad’s hugs, kisses along with the cheesy gifts…
i will be cuddling with my blanket and remembering the Great MTAA…
my father who is not here with me physically but IS always with me!
This is always Mr. Pancakes first unofficial Father’s Day
and Baby Pancakes and i will try to make it special for him.
We will most likely take him and his father out to lunch!
Three generations of Pancakes….such a blessing!
Happy Father’s Day to the man who has my heart and soul!