My earthly father, was a special man. No he wasn't the friend kind of dad. He was a strong, and yet a small man. He was faith driven. He worked so very hard and never held it above us with words like "you don't know how hard I work for you" he was humble. He was proud and yet kind. Maybe the word humble reflects him the most.
In return for his quiet being, I respected him. He didn't have to shout or use fowl words to be strong. We knew he was fair, even when we didn't like what he said. In return we treated him with respect. I loved my dad more than I knew but in my heart I know he knew that.
God Bless those who travel through my little blog.