This made me cry...
'Cause I'm a sissy.
My daughter had this on her myspace site...I smacked her for making me cry!!!
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him. I'm not standing here alone.
"Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far
You see he was a policeman and died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes, and she saw him there that day.
And to her mothers’ amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to send it also to the person that sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.
Take the time...to live and love.
I lost my dad three times a couple of weeks ago. He had a second triple by-pass about three weeks ago and he had some complications. They told me he died three times and only two of those wer eon the table. He's home now, I'm going up to see him again today. I'm 46 years old and it still filled my eyes with tears every time I thought about my life without my father around. I consider myself to be one of the lucky ones. Someone who has always been able to look to his father for advice.
sometimes, I can be a real...sap!
I first posted this in July of last year...but since I keep reading about how the riots over in Indonesia and Syria are the fault of the newspapers publishing cartoons I figured it was time for a reprint along with some additions.Here's the original, from last July:
Now I'll continue my rant...
Earlier this week and continuing today over at BlogCritics
, a site I frequent and rant on often, I've been involved in a discussion involving the publishing of CARTOONS
in the Danish newspaper Jyllands-Posten first and some other European newspapers later, depicting Muslims in a derogatory light. People seem to think that cartoons are a legitimate reason to commit murder and try to justify it by saying that it's our fault...I've even read things saying that America being in Iraq is why Muslims burned down Danish embassies in Indonesia and Syria. Nothing happens in Syria that President Bashar Al-Assad doesn't know about so that makes that claim bullshit right there.
I got really pissed and finally posted this comment...I gotta tell ya...some of you people are pretty fucking thickheaded...you're all from the same...what is it...13 tribes...Muslims...Jews...it's the same damn thing! Same god...or allah...or whatever you want to call him...same freaking guy! You're all brown! The only European Jews are converted Christians! Judaism started in THE MIDDLE EAST!!! Long before your religion was invented!
You're offended...GET THE FUCK OVER IT!!! I'm offended that people are to damn stupid to realize that a cartoon can't hurt you! More than half the motherfuckers rioting probably can't even read the captions on the cartoons...they're only offended because they were TOLD to be offended!
I know some of you will try to call me a racist or a bigot or whatthefuckever...and I don't give a rat’s ass...
You want to blow up the fucking planet? Find a better reason than a cartoon! Jesus H. Fucking Christ!
Sorry for the language, but in all honesty, I used the words I did to prove a point. WE
can say pretty much anything we want in this country. It's one of the reasons we became a self governing society in the first place. I mean, after they did the "We the people" thing and set up how everything was gonna run, they wrote down the Bill of Rights and the very first thing written down says you can't tell me who I should or shouldn't worship and you can't stop me from telling you who you should or shouldn't worship...you don't have to listen to me...I don't have to listen to you...but we are both allowed to spew whatever BS we decide to spew.
Anyway, the reason that I reposted the July thing is because I'm hearing the same bullshit argument again! That it's our fault...or white Europeans' fault that all this rioting and embassy burning happened because they shouldn't have published those cartoons.
Apparently some Muslims believe that creating an image of Muhammad is blasphemous, but those same folks will name every living creature after the guy...I know a few Jesse's and a few more Jesus’...that's the Hispanic pronunciation there...and I've seen a million images of Jesus in my life...at least a million..remember...I went to catholic school so I was probably beat with one or two of them also! I never saw anyone burn down a building because of it though...
I remember hearing from other Catholics that all the rest of you heathens...protestants that is, were all wrong and us Catholics were the only ones going to heaven. Then I met a few Jews...more of the hell bound. I'm so lucky to have been baptized a catholic...you poor bastards...I remember meeting a girl in HS that was NO religion! Man oh man she was so screwed! When I asked her about it she told me that her parents told her they thought it would be better if they gave her all the facts and let her decide when she was old enough. To bad...guess her parents were going to hell too!
Now I have Muslims telling me that not only are all of you going to hell, but I'm gonna be there with you! And if they have their way...it'll happen sooner than I'd like...because I'm an infidel, just like everybody else.
The scary part is some of them spew this bullshit about a religion of peace. Yesterday they blew up one of the supposedly holiest of holiest places, Golden Mosque. What happened next? You guessed it; a mosque on the other side of town gets blown up. They're blowing up their own mosques in the name of Allah. Tell me that's not the most fucked up thing you've ever heard!!! This is "the religion of peace". You get that folks? the religion of peace people are blowing up each others churches in the name of the SAME GOD AND PROPHET!!!
I'm sorry, but there is not a person on this planet that will ever convince me that Islam is a religion of peace. As a matter of fact, I think it goes back to something I read that Jesus said about being wary of false prophets...but that's just me.
...and so you know, I could be wrong, but I think those folks that told me that only Catholics were going to heaven might have been wrong. I sure hope so anyway...for all your sakes! I'm kidding, I'm kidding!
Just a few more pictures of Hawaii...I need them to warm up a bit...
I was in Ca last week, but it was boring and I didn't take any pictures...so, instead...I'll give up just a few more pictures from the Hawaii trip...
First, Haunama Bay...
Then we went to the north shore...
Not the best day for waves on the north shore of Oahu, but they were still 10 to 12 foot high!
We also went to another waterfall on the north shore...Called Waimea Falls...
I also wanted to show you this...there's a series on TV called Lost. I haven't seen it, but it's filmed on Oahu. The day we went up to the first water fall, Manoa Falls, they were setting up to film an episode and I snapped a picture of this bunker. If you watch the show, know that this bunker is made of wood..sorry to burst your bubble, but it doesn't go anywhere!
One of the last places we went was Pali lookout. It can be one of the windiest and coldest places on the island and it was the day we went but, it has the most beautiful views of the eastern side of Oahu.
That's all I got from Hawaii...no pictures of me up on stage in the bikini and lei and funky headdress on the sunset dinner cruise...no pictures of me drunk in that alley....well...ok...that didn't happen.....this time. Just one last picture...an appropriate one for the last picture from Hawaii...
Not a bad place to have to go for my first trip of the new year...sometimes it really sucks being me!!!
More pics from Hawaii.
Alright, I'm gonna share some more with you. Even though I was working, I did manage to get out and do some stuff.
First there was the Arizona Memorial...
I included this picture with these names because my last name is on it. Twice. The list includes a lot of brothers...it was one of the reasons that the US military stopped allowing brothers to serve together.
This was by far the most somber experience while I was in Hawaii, but it's something every American should experience. You know, something about remembering history so we don't repeat it. It probably wouldn't be a bad idea for the rest of the world to see it also, so they can remember what happens when you mess with us.
Almost all the ships that were attacked on December 7, 1941 were returned to the front lines before the end of WW II. I think all but 2, the Arizona and the Oklahoma...but I could be wrong. Says something for us lazy Americans.
If you look closely at the last picture, you can see a little rainbow kinda color in the water...back in the day...when I was in the navy, one of the ships I was stationed on pulled into Pearl Harbor. I was standing the rev watch, that's 0400 to 0800...ok 4am to 8am watch on the quarterdeck...yeah yeah...the place on a ship where visitors are met and all in port watches are stood or supervised. Don't make me go into what a watch is...please!
Anyway, as the sun came up that morning, I could see this oil slick across the water. I did what any responsible watchstander would do, I contacted the CDO...Command Duty Officer...guy in charge when the captain ain't around. He told me I was an idiot and that EVERYONE knew that the Arizona had gone down with her fuel tanks full and she's been leaking a little bit every day ever since. Now you know, so don't go waking up the CDO!
This last picture is another list of names at the Arizona Memorial. It's a list of Pearl Harbor survivors that were interred at the Memorial after December 7, 1941. Starting in 1982, Pearl Harbor survivors have been allowed this honor and it is nothing less than an honor. To be laid to rest with their shipmates and friends that they had lost so many years before.
Anyway! I got more pictures...but I think you should take these in first.