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TO TARA by Pastor Dale Freeman I vividly remember the first moment I saw you. We had driven to Seattle, been whisked upward into the heart of a stately tower by an efficient elevator, and had waited nervously in a room designed for that purpose. Then, without too much fanfare, a woman stepped through the doors and delivered a tightly wrapped bundle into my trembling arms. I had never been a father before that moment. In an instant I became one, and my life was changed forever. I looked into the face of my beloved daughter, and I began a relationship that would enrich me for the rest of my life. You’re grown, married, and a mother to your own children now. You don’t need Dad like you used to. I realize that. But, please know that I am still your father in the richest sense of the word. I love you with all of my heart...and I always will. I looked into your sparkling eyes and glimpsed a life worth living; I held your tiny wrinkled hand and made promises worth giving. More than simple flesh and blood, a kinship born of old. I gave you more than life, my love, I gave you heart and soul. Love, Dad |
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