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..Thanks Dad..love ya...
6/21/2009 10:51 am |
.......this weekend ..Friday and Saturday.....had an opportunity to go camping and fishing with my Dad..and a few of his buds........went up to the Upper Penisula in Michigan...somewhere outside the town or city of Marquette.......had a real good time..........got back home this morning.......and just want to thank my Dad...for allowing me to be with him on this day...which means so much to me...and giving me these days to spend with him...cause something happened ..something private...which I had been waiting for to happen for over four...4....years...between my Dad and myself..and want to say thank you to him for allowing this to happen...and you guys ..who are at this moment thinking along sexual lines...don't go there..cause...not what I am talking about... ......guess it is no big secret ..as how I feel about my Dad...as I wrote a blog sometime earlier concerning him......and my feelings about him have only grown stronger ...it is still posted... if you guys want to read it..entitled ..."My Dad and Me.."........realize my Dad is not the only Dad in the world...the universe...whatever....and also realize that many Dads alive today...have lost their sons or daughters and have no one left to say to them ..."..Happy Dad's Day..."...for what it is worth...would like to say to all you who have lost..a loved one...or even a not so loved one....."..Happy Dad's Day.."..and maybe..just maybe..just for this day....you could put everything aside ..and smile...cause even though they are now lost physically.....it happened...and smile for that reason...if you have no other reason to smile...you are a Dad...and you deserve your special day......looking in today's paper...after returning back to the farm after Church this morning.....am home alone...cause my Mom and Dad went out to dinner...yup...by themselves...cause that is what my Dad wanted....had some time to myself and decided to read the newspaper...something which I rarely do...there was a column called..."..ANNIE'S MAILBOX...."...saw this article about Dads ..read it a few times..and thought that I would share it with you all...have no idea who wrote it...tried to google it...but found nothing except that the author was unknown...maybe it was written by a son or daughter who was estranged from their Dad..and wrote it so that there was something in the Universe showing how they really felt about their Dad...dunno...dunno for sure..just dunno...maybe it was written by someone here..on OP..to show the respect they had for their Dad...dunno..dunno for sure...just dunno...but wherever it came from...whoever wrote it...thought it was sweet...and worthy of sharing with you guys and gals..while googling it...found so many sites..which were sites containing real open letters written by sons and daughters to their Dads..was sweet..(..seems after being in the military..can't stop using that word...cause to military..no matter what you are talking about...it is always ..sweet...)... reading them.. ..................WHAT MAKES A DAD........... .. God took the strength of a mountain... .. the majesty of a tree..... .. the warmth of a summer sun... .. the calm of a quiet sea.. .. the generous soul of nature... .. the comforting arm of night... .. the wisdom of the ages... .. the power of the eagle's flight... .. the joy of a morning in spring... .. the faith of a mustard seed.. .. the patience of eternity... .. the depth of a family need... .. then God combined these qualities... .. when there was nothing more to add... .. he knew... .. His masterpiece was complete... .. and so.... .. He called it Dad.... ...******** and add the look of my Dad's eyes as he watches over me and the touch of his strong on my shoulder..you have my Dad... .....hopefully...since we all had a Dad..doesn't matter...that they were all different..in looks...in the way they acted towards us..the way they dreamed...the things they faced in life and how they handled them...doesn't matter..no matter what..they are a Dad..and even though ...we may never know or understand some of the things they did...or the decisions they made...whether they were good...bad..or indifferent....let it go...smile...cause he was your Dad.... ...zeb... image *********the pic was a royalty free image taken off the net.. |
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6/21/2009 3:52 pm |
Hi Zeb,thnx for sharing again.You have a habit of stirring up all kinds of emotions,n as a dad myself;this one was special! What u shared n have been sharing wiv ur dad over the yrs,wish it were the same for me.But,have been a proud dad for nearly 20yrs now,though they both r girls,still makes me extremely happy,n full of joy. Any dad in the world wud be honoured n proud to call you son. Wish u all the best m8,have a g8 life. Ivor  x.
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6/21/2009 4:40 pm |
Hi Zeb...Thank you .It is really important you tell your dad from time to time that you do love him..big time .It was really cool when my dad told me he loved me too .Life is so short...really it is gone in a twinkling of an eye .My dad is dead now ...but when he died there was nothing I wished I had done differently in our relationship .
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6/21/2009 6:25 pm |
Zeb--it always warms my heart to see such great connections with family......you obviously have a great one......and I'm glad you got to share this time with your Dad....I'm actually on my way up to new hampshire with my Dad tomorrow morning..for the week....kind of a tradition to go and hike Mt Washington with my Dad....we've being doing it almost every year for almost 25 years.......It was on one of these trips years ago that my father let me into his life....outside of his role of my Father.....I remember the first time I saw my Dad as just another person, breaking the Father mold/role, sharing from his heart....his dreams.....desires....fears....I remember...part of me shocked....part of me honored...and the part of me that has been waiting for this all my life coming alive for the first time....Now not only is he a great Father...he is also one of my best friends......Treasure each and every moment you have......I know you are and will continue to Zeb....It's the kind of person your Father brought you up to be.......and it continues on......... Gratitude and "Sweet"ness......John
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6/22/2009 12:50 pm |
Hey buddy...nice blog...your so lucky to have a dad..like I told you before, I never got that chance to say I love you to him before the accident...but, as long as you keep everyones mine's still open, your doing what your suppose to do buddy..cherish every moment with him Zeb, never let a day go by if you can't help it and tell him how much you thank him for bringing you into this world..its not a perfect world, but, we are here and we have to live with it and make the best of it also...I am very thankful that I can call you a friend even though we never met..but someday, that day may come when I can say it face to face....THANK YOU ZEB FOR BEING MY FRIEND...have a good summer buddy...len....
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6/23/2009 5:58 am |
..John..seems like the experience that I went through this weekend....was so similiar to your experience...sort of like a Dad...opening up a door for his Son......taking his hand...or putting his arm around his son's shoulders...and walking him through the thresh -hold and allowing him to get a glimpse of what is to be coming....sort of like the doorway to adulthood...am sure...different cultures...bring their youth into adulthood in so many different ways...and maybe...just maybe...this is how our culture does it...it is a big step...going from Father to Friend...Son to friend...a hard step to take..... most likely for both of them ......but if the feeling I had inside me..this weekend...and is still inside me today and growing stronger by the minute... it is worth it...the same feeling that you describe with the words..."...and the part of me that has been waiting for this all my life coming alive for the first time..."..feels good..does it not...zeb... It still feels good 20+ years later.....We're going on our hike tomorrow.......John
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6/24/2009 4:15 pm |
Hope Dad's Day worked for you, Zebediah. You have yours and you're a lucky bugger to have him. Has always sounded to me like an amazing guy. Think he's kinda lucky to have u around, too, bud. Oh yeah, and guys...ZEB FELL OUTTA THE BOAT....ZEB FELL OUTTA THE BOAT...ZEB FELL OUTTA THE BOAT....LOLOLOLOL Kisses, Larry
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6/25/2009 11:32 am |
"..Larry..dunno..going to ask him if he likes me around....can be a very typical young guy sometimes...but do love to work...really think that I was pushed...from the boat...just don't have the video..they do...lol..zeb ...PS..at least I know how to sit in a chair without falling off...lol" A. I'll bet he kinda likes having you around, Zeb. Well, most of the time anyway. You're only a pill now n then.... B. Luv to work....yeah, right. Luv to hit the creek and swim, talk with badgers, display plumbers crack.....really productive, Zeb. C. Bet u had ur head stuck under the water talkin with a fish and just fell over... D. The chair bit was just a schtick to make u feel better. Haven't fallen out of a chair in hours now.... Dat Schmuck from KS
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 6/29/2009 9:05 pm |
Zeb, I was glad to read the poem you put on the blog. I spent every minute I could with my Dad for most of my life. He was a farmer, and I spent every day all summer with him, and as much time as possible otherwise with him. I admired his work ethic, his love of family, his wisdom, his love of God, and the general way he lived his life. We almost lost him in 1992, he had a kind of stroke that only 1% survuve--he survived. After that I Thanked God every day for leaving him here with me. Well in May he fell and broke his hip. He came through the surgery in great shape and I thought maybe we would make it through this too. He came down with pneumonia, and his condition worsened, until one night my oldest sister called and said we needed to come to the hospital. He died while I was driving there, but at about the exact time he died, I could feel it in my heart. After I stopped whaling, before I could even think, I blurted out, "Take him in your arms God and take him to heaven." My next thought was, do I really want him to go. Of course not, but I knew he was going to a better place, where he would be strong again, and if it was God's will, then it was what I wanted. It was hard to get through, but it helped a lot to know he was in heaven. This was the first year he wasn't here on father's day, and then his birthday was in June. Reading the poem you posted meant a lot to me and it did my heart good to hear you talk so lovingly about your Dad. Wish everyone could share that feeling.
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7/11/2009 6:34 pm |
hi Zeb, great 2 c u blogging once more.....but on a very worthy topic....my dad has been gone[above]for 15 years, but i kinda miss him daily....he was 1 of those,that u didn't know @ the time u were being raised, and sometimes didn't appreciate in the PROPER way, that u found out after maturity, that he was about your top HERO afteralll...... At least I implied that 2 him, in not-so-many words,b4 he passed.....I feel blessed for that relationship, and only wished that I had acknowledged his meaning 2 me far earlier than then...GLAD , THAT U HAVE good ONE, ALSO............pre
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7/30/2009 12:23 pm |
Hey Zeb, I just wanted to say how nice it is to hear how much u value the relationship that you have with your dad. It's nice to know that there are some fathers out there that take care of their children and spend time with them. I myself was unfortunate to have a father that was present in our lives, but then not really there at all. So I am just a little envious to all of those that have fathers who have truly been there for them through everything. I do hope you have a great day though and once again, thanks for sharing you story with us! Ced
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