The midi playing is called "Daddy's Little Girl."
I would always play it on the jukebox at a hot dog stand
my uncle took me to as a little girl.

This picture was taken of Jeremy and his
Grandpa in February 1987 in Florida.
Jeremy was 4 at the time.
He thought his Grandpa was the
most wonderful and kind soul in the world.
He was quite smart at 4!!!

After my Mom died, I had the wonderful luck of being able to live with my aunt and uncle, Kate and Les Graham. My uncle became my "Pa" almost immediately. He was always my biggest fan, giving me support and encouragement in everything I ever attempted.

 

I made this little lighthouse in his memory. I tried to make it to look as much like the Portland Head Lighthouse as I could :)

He was a very quiet man, but had a wonderful and dry sense of humor that would always catch you off guard. I respected him intensely and even though as a teenager I did not always follow his advice, I can now look back and know that whatever he said made perfect sense! I also know that even when I am sure I disappointed him or even hurt him, he always forgave me and loved me unconditionally. Pa, I miss you with my heart and soul!

As I think of my Momma every time I see a bluebird, I do the same with "Pa" whenever I see a lighthouse. I remember visiting the Portland, Maine lighthouse when I was a little girl. I asked him why anyone would build a tall skinny house on a bunch of rocks near the water like that. He explained the importance of the lighthouse and how the light keeper would lead the ships to safety in the dark and stormy nights. I remember thinking that he had to be the smartest man in the world to know this!!!


I look back and know he was just like that light keeper, keeping me safe! And I know that he always will!

Even though I've lost these very important people in my life, I also know that I will always have
"my little bluebird sitting atop my lighthouse"
to watch over me and everyone important in my life!
Thank you, God, for letting me borrow them
for just a little while!

 

DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL
Lyrics

You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright and shining star.

You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,
You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me.
You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,
And you're daddy's little girl.

You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright and shining star.

You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright,
You were touched by the holy and beautiful light.
Like angels that sing a heavenly thing,
And you're daddy's little girl.

You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright,
You were touched by the holy and beautiful light.
Like angels that sing a heavenly thing,
And you're daddy's little girl.

 

 
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