If you want to see a house come alive, just whisper the words….”Daddy’s Home.”
Today was a quiet day, filled with sadness, mingled with happy memories. It was a day of quiet support and comforting. We spent the day getting into a new routine of one less baby.
I quietly watched from the kitchen, as “Daddy” and all his babies surrounded him on the bed watching television, seeking the reassurance that everything would be okay. I am just not sure who was reassuring who.
Today I am grateful for a “tough” boy who grew into a gentle spirited man, who loves so deeply, that even during his football game, he offers to comfort animals who need his healing touch.