Awwwww

awwwww look at what my daddy wrote about me.


Ketch the Dream. . .

When the waiter thought “dad” wasn’t looking, he slipped his telephone number to Emily. But Emily was celebrating her 18th birthday, her arrival at the age of majority, that moment in time when curfew is no longer an issue, when she is entitled by law to be as independent as she wishes and receive telephone numbers from whomever she pleases. Daddy’s little girl has grown up!
Today she is driving the first leg of a 1000 mile journey. A year ago we were practicing parallel parking in the church parking lot near the house. Monday Emily starts a senior project at Clackamas High School which involves writing a book. She has a published author as her advisor. Not long ago I was reading bedtime stories to her. Daddy’s little girl has grown up!

Last night Emily came to me dressed elegantly for her birthday dinner. She asked if she looked like she was 18. No doubt about it. All of the charm, poise, beauty and maturity that replace the awkwardness of the teen years were there. Daddy’s little girl has grown up. Then, she and her best friend went to the store and bought Twister and spent the next 2 hours playing on the floor while mom and dad worked. But her ability to share the moment with her younger siblings told me she has grown up.

Several years ago Emily walked down the aisle at church and said: “I’m ready to be baptized”. Now she teaches children on Sundays and at home leads theological, political and economic conversations at the dinner table. Where have the 18 years gone? I used to kid an executive minister when he spoke of his children and grandchildren. I would say that he is suffering the sin of pride. He always responded “that’s not pride, it’s gratitude!”
I am overwhelmed with gratitude for my little girl who is all grown up. I’m filled with memories, but also the anticipation of the relationship that is coming between two grown up people.
Do you suppose our heavenly father has feelings like this toward us?

Emily’s dad





I love you dad!