Father's Day Give~A~Way
~ .My Dad. ~
My dad LOVED it when I would tell him stories that included me saying..."My dad."He would say, "do you know how much that means to me to know that I am your dad?"
I just want you to know how very much it meant to me that I was your daughter.
Gerald Vincent Fender
September 21st, 1929 - February 29th, 2000
My dad passed away February 29th, 2000.
It was leap day.
Goes to show you what a great sense of humor my dad had.
My dad was a pretty cool cat.
Born to hang out with the likes of
Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis JR.
My dad was my biggest fan and he told me that I was the
"apple of his eye."
"apple of his eye."
I think it showed.
My dad constantly told me how much he loved me.
I remember when I first told him I was moving to Montana to live in a tee-pee,
he said, "how are we going to communicate, through smoke signals?"
Nope, no smoke signals, but my dad sent me lots and lots of letters that I still have and treasure.
My dad was a good listener.
And my dad could take any problem I had
and put a positive twist on it.
My dad was a painter, a poet, a song writer, a photographer, a philosopher
and
The world's GREATEST salesman.
Even though they did not have a fairy tale life together
one thing was for sure,
My dad loved my mom very much.
If there were visiting hours in heaven, my dad would be the first person I would ask to see.
I would tell my dad all the things that have happened here on earth in the last 14 years.
And tell my dad about how wonderful his grand children are turning out to be.
If only, I could have the opportunity to talk with my dad about my life today.
If only I could share with my dad my art, my hopes, my dreams.
To let him know that things are good.
To let him know how blessed I feel that he was my dad.
My dad wasn't perfect, but he was MY dad.
I loved my dad very much and miss my dad even more.
Dad, thank you for all your love and all your encouragement.
Thank you for sharing your passion for nature, horses, music, art, books, movies especially -westerns, good conversation, and most important family.
Thank you for sharing your passion for nature, horses, music, art, books, movies especially -westerns, good conversation, and most important family.
I carry you, I carry, you I carry you in my heart.
I will love you forever with all my heart and all my soul.
Your Adoring Daughter,
~ Traci Suzanne"Sunshine" Fender ~
I will love you forever with all my heart and all my soul.
Your Adoring Daughter,
~ Traci Suzanne"Sunshine" Fender ~
In honor of my dad, I am giving away one of my giclee' prints.
It is called More than Meets the Eye.
I think my dad would have really liked this one.
Please note that the copyright won't be on the print you receive.
Please note that the copyright won't be on the print you receive.
To be eligible to win this print,
Simply leave a comment about your dad.
It can be as long or as short as you like.
I will be collecting all the names, putting them in a hat
and drawing the winning name Monday June16th, 2014
at 1:00 pm.
Looking forward to your comments.
oxoxoxoxoxo
Comments
My father was a man who made me know every day that I was loved, perfectly loved. Having an earthly father who so wonderfully mirrored the attributes of our Heavenly Father is a blessing I can't put into words but will carry in my heart forever! <3
I have only one wish in life. I waste time and words wishing this would happen or wishing I was there or wishing I had that. I have only one wish in life...to dance with my father one more time. To look up into my father's face, see his smile, feel my father's embrace, feel his heart beating on my cheek, to hear his voice, to see I'm his daughter again...because I miss him...I miss the dance.
He worked for our local newspaper and was a very good artist in his own right. He wanted to draw cartoons and was quite good at it.
Dad would love my new husband and be amazed at our family.
Love of reading, kindness, so many things to miss. And walking in the card aisle to buy a Fathers Day card is still hard to this day. Thank you!
My dad was born on Feb. 13, 1920. He was almost a valentine baby which would have suited him just fine. He had and still has a kind heart. He would give it away if he could just to make someone else happy. He lived a wonderful life. From working as a dental technician in World War II to a practicing dentist for over 60 years. He won my moms heart over, got married and had 3 children. One of which I am the youngest. I worked with my dad in his dental office for 28 years and when he walked out and retired at age 92 I walked out with him hand and hand. He flew a Cessna 180 float plane from the time I was born up until last fall. He quit flying at 94. He is still amazing. He just beat a bout of metastasized prostrate cancer. He is up in Canada now. Where he would fly every summer since I can remember. We would go up there every summer in his little airplane. There were no roads and we had a log cabin in the midst of God's Country. My dad puts all his trust in God. God has blessed him and our family immensely. Even though we are going thru some trying times right now. My dad is my ROCK, my SOUL and my BEST FRIEND. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO MY DAD!!
My daddy was actually my step dad because my father died when I was 3 months old. So then my daddy came along to take over. He walked me down the aisle and less than a year later he was gone at only 48. I remember the last time I had seen him, he had put a hand on each of my cheeks and told me how special I was to him. A month later he died of a heart attack.
He was a quiet gentle, man living a working man's life. He gave me 3 brothers and I was his only 'daughter'.