tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post6510941225279550037..comments2023-12-07T09:29:21.331-05:00Comments on Just Janga: Father ImagesJangahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-33310721427733853822011-06-21T02:17:56.273-04:002011-06-21T02:17:56.273-04:00Thanks, Terri! I'm always a bit hesitant about...Thanks, Terri! I'm always a bit hesitant about posting something so personal. It makes it worth the risk to know the poem touched someone.Jangahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-59906790517077248412011-06-20T15:40:47.889-04:002011-06-20T15:40:47.889-04:00This nearly did me in. Beautiful, Janga.This nearly did me in. Beautiful, Janga.Terri Osburnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17176989488447450585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-34230218174023327392011-06-19T13:57:58.065-04:002011-06-19T13:57:58.065-04:00Thanks, Irish. Daddy did read the poem. He had a r...Thanks, Irish. Daddy did read the poem. He had a real sentimental streak and always liked the cards and notes we wrote him as much as the gifts. <br /><br />I know you cherish that special moment with your dad. I think the need to know our parents' approve of us and take pride in us is deeply rooted in most of us. I have friends who still struggle because they feel they never received that affirmation.Jangahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-88567493233054268582011-06-19T13:52:16.615-04:002011-06-19T13:52:16.615-04:00Q, we'll all pretend the cake was a Father'...Q, we'll all pretend the cake was a Father'd Day gift. :)<br /><br />I don't think Father's Day is quite as big as Mother's Day here either, at least in terms of cards purchased,flowers sent, and restaurant meals ordered. But it was always a big day for our family. When we were growing up, we always had a big family dinner at my maternal grandparents' home, and my grandmother, mother, and aunts made certain the favorite foods of Papa, Daddy, and my uncles were on the table. So in my memories, Mother's Day and Father's Day always rank just slightly below Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter as major family celebrations.Jangahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-33298759436319046192011-06-19T13:43:05.928-04:002011-06-19T13:43:05.928-04:00I wonder where that phrase came from, Hellie. Thos...I wonder where that phrase came from, Hellie. Those words were a steady refrain throughout our lives--from the time we were very small until we were all counting our gray hairs.<br /><br />I hope you have a wonderful Father's Day with your dad. I'm sending him wishes for a happy day.Jangahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-85165191162715692002011-06-19T13:39:01.607-04:002011-06-19T13:39:01.607-04:00Thanks, PJ. I love the story of your dad standing ...Thanks, PJ. I love the story of your dad standing up for your reading rights. How blessed we are to have memories that continue to light up our hearts and our lives.Jangahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188159653860806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-78600413399389342152011-06-19T13:32:55.193-04:002011-06-19T13:32:55.193-04:00What an awesome poem for your daddy, Janga. I hop...What an awesome poem for your daddy, Janga. I hope he got to read it.<br /><br />My dad has been gone 14 years this July 21st. We had a pretty strained relationship while I was growing up but I still think about him often and miss him. Thanks to my DH (who is a totally awesome daddy!) I came to a place of peace with him before he left this world - a gift that I will forever be grateful for.<br /><br />One of my favorite memories of him is when he sat me down the week before I was to move to California and told me how proud he was of me and the choices I'd made in my life. Very out of character for him which made it all the more special.irisheyeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11730974733998991144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-3874200970606034822011-06-19T09:47:15.361-04:002011-06-19T09:47:15.361-04:00Lovely tribute Janga
Mrs Q brought a slice of cak...Lovely tribute Janga<br /><br />Mrs Q brought a slice of cake home from church today.<br />I thought it must be for Father's Day after reading your prose poem, but no. Trinity Church had been celebrating Trinity Sunday!<br /><br />I am a Father but have never received (or given) a Father's Day gift.<br />Here in the UK it doesn't have the same buzz as Mother's Day which is tied to Mothering Sunday.<br /><br />On Father figures, I did rather idolize my school sports master if that counts.<br />He devoted many hours to coaching me and was very much a role model until about 15yrs.<br />Then my academic fascination with science kicked in and it was famous scientists that I worshiped.<br /><br />My real Dad was OK as well! *smile*Quantumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08686409685564115213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-90036991701704635482011-06-17T12:50:50.701-04:002011-06-17T12:50:50.701-04:00My daddy says that: "Behave yourself" an...My daddy says that: "Behave yourself" and "Do you have enough money?" (well, he doesn't ask the latter so much anymore. *LOL* But if I needed it, he'd be the first to pony up.)<br /><br />Your prose poem made me cry. Daddys are the best. <br /><br />*HUGS*Hellie Sinclairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03933713255844695337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192776379752748640.post-26624273502317603942011-06-17T11:53:43.361-04:002011-06-17T11:53:43.361-04:00Janga, what a lovely tribute to your daddy. Sound...Janga, what a lovely tribute to your daddy. Sounds like he was a very special man. <br /><br />Seven years ago this week we got the news of my dad's terminal cancer diagnosis. He died four months later and not a day goes by that I don't think of him. As the first born and only girl, we had a very special bond. He was my champion in all things and just the thought of him brings a smile to my heart. <br /><br />One special memory is of him going toe-to-toe with our very conservative town librarian over my right as a 13 year old to read "adult" books by Victoria Holt and Mary Stewart. He won. :)pjpuppymomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18234101901405553621noreply@blogger.com