God Father to the Fatherless

Stories from my seven siblings; try to hold on to but memories keep fading by Losing my dad being only the age of three, Life has been so hard living without my father's protection & love, Always comforts me to think you are watching from heaven above. Sweetest picture I will always cherish of me giving you the tightest hug, Looking at this picture now; I was way too young. Life robbed us by not being able to share our lives on earth; I wish I could have you here I am so thankful you took the time then to spend with me. Our time together was way too short, I wish I could remember everything. Little can I remember; riding my red tricycle waiting for you to come home, Not really truly understanding my daddy would never return. My heart still aches for you until we meet again Father to the fatherless, defender of widows--this is God, whose dwelling is holy. Psalm 68:5 #fathersday