I wrote this tiny two-line poem for my dad, who has always been so kind to me.
I’ve never heard my daughter so broken.
I have never felt a love that strong.
Fathers. The first man a girl ever loves, the first love she will ever feel. I thank God every day for mine, the man who picks me up every time I fall without question or conditions. His heart is so big and it’s always in the right place. I am beyond blessed to have an amazing dad. He’s my best friend and my rock. 2 Timothy 4: “I constantly remember you in my prayers. Recalling your tears, I long to see you, so that I may be filled with joy.”