I spent two hours this morning consoling crying children and praying for Daddy. He left early this morning for another cross country flight. Over the last 11.5 years of his naval career Daddy has often had to leave for days, weeks, or months at a time. You'd think we'd get used to it and after-all, I did sign up for this military life, right?
With a Daddy like ours, I am certain we will never get used to him being gone. He comes home from work every day to a bunch of kids who tackle him with hugs and kisses. The little girls love taking off Daddy's big flight boots and then they can hardly wait for him to change out of his flight suit. He sits with one (or more) children on his lap until dinner's ready, listening to us rattle on about our day, helping with any missed school work, and telling us about his day. Then we enjoy dinner together with more talking. After dinner and clean-up we all gather around Daddy and sing our favorite songs and hymns and he reads the bible to us. Then, while the children are getting ready for bed, Daddy will study for work.
How could we ever not miss him? He is such a wonderful father and husband.
We are so blessed to have him and are enjoying this time when he only has to leave for the weekend- soon enough he'll will be gone for more than half a year at a time. Only by God's grace will we be able to keep our chins up then.
Will you join us and pray the Lord will always keep Daddy safe in his dangerous job?
We love you Daddy, fly fast!