What do you see, besides the beautiful contrast of breaking waves and still water? What I see is fathers and daughters...fathers carrying. loving, and protecting their daughters...fathers showing their daughters how to face down troubled waters and come out on the other side.
What a powerful influence these daddies are in a little girl's life!
(Thanks for the photos, Heather.)
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Wow, what insight you have.
Beautiful pictures too.
I have missed you lately. My blog reading and computer time have been limited by vacation and lack of motivation. What a great perspective. I have a dad just like that.
And I hope your lesson is going ok. Right now I'm wishing for one lesson a month. Our institute is 90 minutes every week. Sigh. Luckily it's the Book of Mormon. Isaiah has a lot about the covenant people, if you're in the mood for wading!
Powerful, indeed. Aren't dads the greatest? I love my father and am happy to report my husband is a terrific dad too.
GREAT pictures. They are perfect.
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These would be great pictures to frame and put in those girls' rooms...to remind them of the love their father has for them.
I love those pics- that looks like so much fun! What lucky girls to have such great daddies.
Beautiful...just beautiful. I remember my dad doing that with me at the beach. He always seemed so strong and invincible. It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized he is just courageous.
Gorgeous pictures and message!!
Beautiful pictures and lovely words.
Daughters so need their fathers and visaverthx Sue!
That's a fascinating post. Father-child bonding is especially important to young girls. And yes, beautifully captured pictures.
The girls had so much fun with their Daddys that day... thanks for putting the perfect words to my photos once again!
Matt is such a great dad. He really knows how to guarantee that Carli will have fun, whether it be at the beach or in in desert, or just at home. I just wish that I had more good memories of my dad. I was only ten when he died and that was a tough thing to go through because even then I thought my dad could do anything or everything. (he actually could) I also love the pictures.
I need to live by the beach. Your analogy is so poignant and sweet. And the photos!
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