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I don’t know why it’s hitting me this year; but this year, I’m missing my daddy.
You see, my daddy was just good at holidays. He always seemed to make them a big deal at our house.
Even when we were young, he was almost more excited about holidays than we were. He loved to celebrate the moments.
When I was little, my daddy loved to surprise me and Mama on Valentine’s Day with stuffed animals, or a tiny box of chocolates, or balloons. (I will add here, my mama is easy to please...her love can be bought with a Snickers bar haha). Later on in his life, he may have fussed about how commercialized it had gotten, but would still go out and buy us a little trinket to let us know we were special and to bring a smile to our faces.
Although I am a huge believer in “not equating worth with how much was spent on something,” I think ol’ Cornbread had it right. He believed in celebrating the moments...no matter how small.
In hindsight, those little trinkets may not have cost a lot in the whole scheme of things, but they have left us with memories to last a lifetime.
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