lessons taken from the life history of my mom.
My father was a quiet man, very intelligent, a peacemaker. Growing up I depended on him for emotional stability. He really didn’t anger quickly and was always able to answer my questions. In fact, he always knew so much I sometimes didn’t ask the questions because the answer would be too long and involved. I knew without a doubt, that he loved me. I can still see his face and the little smile he gave that made me feel loved. When I was distraught, I could always count on his calm peaceable responses. Much of the time, I would end up laughing at myself or the situation, sometimes even before I was ready to give up the pain or the anger I was feeling. I can remember saying “Oh Dad” and being irritated that I really wasn’t angry or hurt any more. Sometimes he would sing the song;
Nobody likes me everybody hates me
I’m going out to eat worms,
Big fat juicy ones little round skinny ones,
Oh, how the big ones squirm.
First, you bite the heads off,
Then you suck the juice out,
Then you throw the skins away
I could eat, three our four, a hundred times a day.”
This poem he would say in a sing song type voice
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead;
And when she was good
She was very very good
And when she was bad she was Horrid.
I loved how he turned around my negative feelings, I wish I could do that better for myself and for those around me. He was reliable and steady. I felt this in my life and think it is one reason it is easy for me to believe that Heavenly Father loves me and is watching out for me, helps me, and is unchanging. My earthly father was just that.