My First awareness, first glimpse at Abba? Daddy it was you! Though I miss you for you are with Him now, as another Father’s Day comes I am grateful to realize that, like Him, you are always with me! Whether I sit in your favorite chair, admire your much loved sunsets, or hear the sounds of saws and lawn mowers hard at work, you are here! There is a chair at my table, a spot on my porch steps, a broken cookie or two . . . waiting for you still. You always knew when I was baking and asked “if you have any broken pieces, can I . . . ” I always broke some just for you! You always fixed everything that I had that broke . . . whether it was my dolls or my broken heart. Happy Father’s Day Daddy! I love you!