BlessedAssurance

I was scrolling through my phone and my finger miraculously landed on this picture. I know I probably posted a few weeks ago on Thanksgiving a snippet of the things I was thankful for. Well, three of them are right here in this picture. You see my Daddy was my best friend (outside of Jesus) before I got married. He made sure my hair was done, took me to visit the college I attended, he visited me while I was in school. I remember crying the first time he and my baby brother pulled off campus the first day they moved me into my dorm room. Even when he would visit, I still shed tears at times, not because I didn't like school, but I missed my family, too. Once you get married, you and your spouse become one. So about 15 years ago, my husband became my best friend. Every since I was a little girl, Daddy just knew when something was wrong with me, he could sense it in my voice. When I was selected as star student, my senior year in high school, I chose my star teacher to be my Dadd...