I've read so many eloquent tributes to fathers over the last few days, some almost poetic in their beauty. Also I've been going through lots of photos of me and my parents. As I look at these old black and white photos of us, the same thought comes to me over and over again. My parents made me feel LOVED! That is the best tribute I can give to my Daddy. He always made me feel loved. And I can give that same tribute to George, the father of my children. He always made them feel loved. Simple thought and simple words but really isn't it LOVE that makes all the difference!
Rome 1961 |
Garmisch, Germany 1996 |
Geneva Switzerland 1996 |
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