Jun 7, 2010

where does the time go

so today is my father's 66th birthday.  he doesn't look 66.  sure doesn't act 66.  but his body is 66.

today i caught myself remembering back when i was little and thinking how my father would never get old.  i admit its sad and scary to think that one day my father won't be on the other end of the line when i call to hear him say "i love you baby girl" or to do the funny dance into a hug when i see him.  granted there are days that i would like to knock sense into him and make him see things through my eyes.  i know that will never happen.  i'm proud to say i am a daddy's girl.  you mess with me, you mess with him.  even my sisters "it" (aka fiancee/boyfriend) found that out.

both my parents have been very supportive of my sister and i while growing up.  ensuring we had everything we needed, and in my sisters case, everything she wanted.  he's a gentle soul, but likes others to think he's tough.  cracks crazy jokes, sounds, facial expressions whenever he can which has caused him to be band from church by my mother.  he's very smart (which i tend not think admit) and seems to know the answers to everything, except for one.  who will be the man in my life when you are gone.

my one and only have my father walk me down the aisle when i get married.  i know he'll be the one crying harder then i will be when i turn to him and ask "do i look pretty poppy?".  i just hope i can find the man to marry before i lose my chance.

so to my father, or poparoonie as i like to call him, happy birthday from your baby girl.

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