Really missing my dad today. Actually … every Father’s Day just makes me think of him.
I often think of my wedding day. My dad chosen my husband, Lloyd S. Chinn. Daddy was clear to me that he knew that Lloyd was the man for me; he knew that this guy was his son in law. On my wedding day, however, he could not walk me down the aisle. Daddy had his tux on and everything! He came to the room where I was getting dressed, and he told me he just couldn’t bear to do it. I asked him why, and he said that even though he loved Lloyd like his own son, he could not give me to another man. It was too emotional for him. So my handsome nephew, Jacil Batties, stepped in. Jacil walked me down so that I was standing shoulder to shoulder with my dad as he stood at the pew where he was seated. When they asked who gave me away my dad looked directly at the preacher, Pastor Crawford W Kimble Sr., and said “her mother and I do”. He always treated Lloyd like his son – and never stopped treating me like his baby girl. I know he loved me through the day that he died. In fact, for all the days that he was alive – I knew he cherished me!
I dream of him sometimes. I hear his laugh often. I see his smile in my nephew, Jonathan, and in my baby boy, Jeremy. My dad didn’t want his best for me; he wanted God’s best for me. Daddy loved me through my obstinate years and never brought the past up to punish or shame me. Daddy was a great life guide. He was a great listener. He had great big hands that I believed could handle most anything. His love for me helped me to love and trust God.
Yes — I miss my dad today.