Its Father’s Day weekend. I am fortunate to have two men to celebrate on this day. One gave me life, the other gave me a life.
Daddy married Mom when I was just 3 years old, and took me in as if I was his very own. He didn’t have to. He could have been a step-father who I shared a home with. But he wasn’t.
He was my daddy. He gave me his name, his family, and his love. He never treated me as anything other than his daughter.
Happy Fathers Day Daddy, I love you so very much!! Thank you for loving me too.
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Published by Abby Lee
Celebrating and decorating with purpose is my favorite thing to do. When I am not filling a tree with ornaments or throwing a birthday party for my golden doodle, I am being mom to a super cool tween son, the wife to a fine blue eyed man and selling real estate. I call northeast Arkansas home and when I am not loving on my people or celebrating in our space, I am using words to express myself here or on my podcast. Be sure to follow me!
I am the co-author of a blog called Life with My Sister and have a podcast called Abby As-Is. You can also follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest and YouTube.
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