|Main : Love : Fathers-ChildrenDaddy Hands (by: Susan Fahncke)|
I awoke in the night to find my husband, Marty, gently rocking our baby son, Noah. I stood for a moment in the doorway, watching this amazing man with whom I was so blessed to share my life, lovingly stroke Noah's fat pink cheeks in an effort to comfort him.
Daddy's Little Angel (by: Kari Elsik)
I am 24 years old and I am extremely proud to say that I am still and always will be just that, Daddy's Little Girl. We are thick as thieves. We are buddies and best friends. He is all the security that I will ever need. I feel like we are the closest daddy and daughter on thisentire planet.
Day My Father Cried, The (by: Shery Ma Belle Arrieta)
When I was younger, I thought that boys and grown men shouldn't cry, much less show that they can be reduced to tears. The tears were signs of being weak and a sissy, which a man isn't supposed to be, supposedly.
Dear Dad (by: Heather Goldsmith)
I couldn't send you this letter, even if I wanted to. You are out of reach now. There's always been things I wanted to tell you. I never knew how to say them then. I still don't know how to say them now.
Father's Gift, The (by: Author Unknown)
A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
Father's Heartfelt Words, A (by: David Zinman)
My 23 year-old son Dan stood in the doorway, ready to say goodbye to his home. His rucksack was packed and ready for the journey. In a couple of hours he was going to fly out to France. He was going to be away for at least a year to learn a foreign language and experience life in a foreign country.
Final Goodbye, A (by: Mark Victor Hansen)
"I am going home to Denmark, Son, and I just wanted to tell you I love you." In my dad's last telephone call to me, he repeated that line seven times in a half hour.
From Dad to Daughter (by: Dr. Michael David Arnold)
Soon you will be walking on to the court for what may be your last game. It won't be long before the gym will go black as the last flicker of light goes out, and the sounds of applause and cheers will fall as silent as a cool crisp evening in mid January.
Given (by: Poppy)
Today she's getting married,
My young Daughter is a bride.
There are no words that can express,
The way I feel inside.
Golden Box, The (by: Author Unknown)
Some time ago a friend of mine punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put it under their Christmas tree.
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