I remember my father coming into my room in the morning and singing Good Morning Mary Sunshine.

He would always gift me a story book on my birthday. He was the best grandfather to my son.I am a single parent and I can never describe how vital my parents have been in supporting my son .Baba is no more but Maa is still our best Maa.Miss you Baba .Miss our arguments. Rest in peace.❤️🙏

I was blesed to have a wonderful loving father. I could talk to him about anything.....i was still seeking his counsel until he died at 86. I will always miss him ❤❤❤

My Dad was a harmonica player. Nothing fancy. Go Tell Aunt Rhodie. He would just play along with music, records, radio, or if we would come up with one, he'd play to make us happy. Good man, good dad. Even tho he did not play the blues, my love for harmonica blues all started because my Dad played Go Tell Aunt Rhodie.

Just celebrated my dad’s 90th with a big party. We invited 50 people and every single person showed up because they love him so much. My dad is a force of nature, made his life’s work helping all kinds of people, mostly small business folks, mostly minoritized folks, to get loans, get their accounting straight, and get their feet firmly on the ground. He’s never made much money but boy is he rich in love ❤. I hope I can be like him when I grow up (at 61 now 😀)

@aliciagutierrez8696

12 күн бұрын

You are so lucky to still have him ❤, I wish him more birthdays.

@toniryan2204

12 күн бұрын

@@aliciagutierrez8696thank you so much!❤

Happy Fathers Day to all the Fathers! My Dad died when I was 15, after a motorbike accident. He was so talented at everything he did and even though he suffered from severe depression, he somehow found the motivation to craft his own stuuningly beautiful silver jewellery. I miss him everyday. 💗

@schoolingdiana9086

10 күн бұрын

It sounds like he put himself into his jewelry. I’m sure it’s gorgeous!

Dad could do anything!! He Tought me a lot. Said I had to learn to do it myself because he wouldn't be around forever.❤ Thank you Dad 🙏

Thank you so much Melinda. Thank you for sharing the beautiful nature that surrounds you at this moment. My father taught us a lot of things. From shooting guns, to riding horses, having a vegetable garden, roping cows and horses. A kind and gentle man. Love you Melinda for all you do for all of us

I miss my Dad everyday. I felt so loved 🥰. I can’t really put into words what he meant to me. He was special. I was his only child and we shared a special bond. Growing up I just thought everyone had a loving Dad like mine. It’s only as I got older I realised this isn’t always the case. So to everyone out there who hasn’t experienced what I had with my Dad I send ❤️ and 🤗

@cheryljohnston7095

12 күн бұрын

I couldn’t say it any better! Mine was just like that.

I was my dad’s first child. Though I was a girl, we still did a lot of typical father-son type things. He taught me how to walk in the woods, respecting that holy place, as we foraged for mushrooms. Even though I was only three or four years old, my job was to carry a canvas bag to hold the harvest of small game he hunted to help feed our family. We never took more than we could eat, and he never rejoiced over the kill. I have always felt a strong presence of the Creator in the woods, and this is one of the blessings I have from my father.

Thank you Melinda! You are my 5 minutes of joy!

I grew up along the ocean here in New England, (back in the 1960’s). My dad had a great sense of humor, was passionate about life and animals, also could have a temper. But back in the 1960’s when the tide was low, he would walk with us kids across the mudflats, and to the unoccupied nearby islands. If the water in the channels were too deep, he would carry the younger ones on his shoulders, to get across. He was a strong man. His love of animals was immense, and I am very much like my dad (minus the bad temper). He’s passed on now, but I think of him often. God Bless you ❤

Thank you for sharing this beautiful spot with us Melinda. My first dad wasn't a good man...but we were blessed with my 2nd Dad. He had our backs for sure and I believe we're here today because of him and my Mom. They gave us a base to be able to move forward, in spite of ourselves! The wind makes it's own music today and it's beautiful. remember to breathe

I have so many wonderful memories of my dad. The one that stands out the most was when I was 34 yrs old and my dad was dealing with cancer. I sat on the arm of his recliner just loving on him. He said to me " Cynthia I'm ready to go home now. Pray it will be soon." I wept and I told him I would and how much I loved and appreciated him. I prayed to my great Heavenly Father to take dad soon . 2 days later he went home. That was in 1989 and I still think of him often. Miss those good night kisses and our long talks at the kitchen table. He wasn't perfect but he was the dad I needed ❤.

Thank you Melinda ❤ My father raised me to be an independent woman and I became thanks to him 💪🏼 So grateful 😍 Lovely day to you all

My Dad taught us kids the love of Rocks. He was the best Dad anyone would or could wish for

Hi Melinda, thank you for the gift of inviting us into the beautiful places you live & enjoy ❤ My dad was a gentle, quiet & funny man. My sister & I loved sitting on his lap as little girls. He had a playful sense of humor & we would giggle so much when he would kid around with our mom. He taught us girls how to mow the lawn, fish, fix our bikes when the chain would pop off, draw & use crayons as pastels. He was patient in forming his opinion on people & things, always allowing time before he passed judgement. He was from Texas & went by the initials, JC. He taught me to give blood - as a lifelong donor, he donated many gallons. ☮️&❤ to you 😊

My Dad was raised on a ranch in Montana, and he could make his own tools and build anything. I spent most of my spare time with my Dad, as my Mom worked afternoons and evenings as a waitress, and he taught me literally everything I know about being a good human. I still miss him, and he died in 1972 ❤ Thank you, Melinda, for being the loving human YOU are.

My sweet father was always available to help me night or day no matter how old I became. He was my biggest cheerleader, by biggest standard, my best example of true love. He was not a big talker, who talked just to talk; he was the type to only speak when necessary and when he did it was always valuable. I miss him terribly even 11 years later. I love you daddy!!!!

@Oma_Wetterwachs

12 күн бұрын

❤ My Vater died when I was 9. I understand you. Feel a hug 💜🫂

I was blessed to inherited my dad's humor miss him and my mom tremendously . . ty for sharing your beautiful corner of the world how serene . . ♥️🙋‍♀️🥰

I love talking to my dad and spending time with him.🥰😇

changing the head gasket on our family car. my dad was a mechanic and this was the biggest job i got to do with him. it was a great experience that i still think about 25 years later. thank you melinda, and happy fathers day dad :)

My dad was a happy guy that like sharing life with games at home, fishing on the Wabash River ( Indiana) -early on building fishing boats with his dad. Soft spoken and jokes for other men. He talked to us never loud angry with us- his life was short - age 49 - 12 children. I miss Wyoming wind where tress are at an angle… love to you❤

My father as a kind, gentle man, he read us books, loved to read us " The Spell of the Yukon. Taught me to ride and care for horses and dogs. My friends always speak highly of him. Miss him and his singing voice. Thank you for this chance to say something about him. Thank you for your videos and music.

My Dad would tell me when my life would get too heavy, “We all have to carry our own cross” 🙏🏽💕

When I came out, my dad wrote me a letter that helped me so much. He’s sacrificed everything for my family. I love him and wish everyone had someone like him in their lives. Love you dad.

Don't you just love the wind, Melinda, so refreshing, my dad passed when l was 12, he was funny,, kind, and caring, he made up for what my mom couldn't be,,, l loved her anyway,, my dad never raised his voice, never talked bad about anyone, and he was handsome,, l have many wonderful memories, and he came to me in my dreams,, and helped me to take care of my mom, when the time came,, they, dearly departed, are not so departed, aways, with us, thank you for your wonderful videos,, love you special lady, xxxxxxxxxxx ❤

My sweet daddy passed in late March. He had a beautiful singing voice and everything reminded him of a song. He was always sharing those songs. He loved Father God, too. Blessings, Melinda

Hi Melinda! My dad taught me how to love and respect God and the women in his life, by example. I have been married 26 years and have two daughters. I love, respect, and cherish all of them and share the love of God with them as they are my treasures!

Raised by a single father, he taught me a trade and always made me feel that anything did was good enough, I tried. And so did he

My dad, the man who raised me, wasn’t affectionate but he’d drop anything to help anyone in a time of need - the most selfless person I know.

My dad was in my life until I was about 14 or 15 years of age. Very hard working, good provider. He took me to see his friends and family where I always felt welcomed, loved, profoundly respected, and appreciated. He always put food on the table for his family. Took me and the family fishing and camping with him. When we did go fishing he would always say, "take only what you need". He started a new chapter in his life but I'm left with wholesome memories. Always Thankful. Thank You Melinda.

My dad was a beacon in my life. He showed me a simple way to live, that has given me peace.

Dad was born in 1916. He wasn't big on showing affection but he worked his heart out to take care of his family...the most important part of his life. I feel sorry for those who didn't know this unspoken love of a father. Dad died in 2004...still miss him. Happy Father's Day, Dad ❤

The scenery in your neck of the woods is just beautiful. It's on my bucket list to make a trip out west someday. A memory of my father that has stuck with me is, on the weekends he used to mop the floors and would play the Everly Brothers very loud on the console record player. He would dance around with the mop in his hand. It was a happy time and the floors were so shiny after. He passed away after a tragic work accident at 40 years young. My mom raised all four of us after, it wasn't easy but she did the best. She never met any one else, only had a few dates, she was a good woman, a gentle soul. She passed away suddenly in 2022 at 76. My parents are together forever now. I miss them both so very much. 🕊💖

Windy in south western WyÔMing too❣️love you❣️❣️❣️❣️ My Dad passed in 1999 at 79, he taught me to love pachamama, respect nature and Nature was my church🪷I miss him dearly❣️❌⭕️☀️🌟💫⭐️

Those views of Buffalo are beautiful Melinda. I had an amazing Dad, he is in heaven now. He was so sweet with my two sisters and me. He was also a really good husband. He liked to tell jokes, and always had a little something for us when he came from a grocery. He was an understanding man. He passed away 12 years ago and I still miss him every day 😢 I will never forget him. Sending hugs to heaven ❤

Sadly my dad died of cancer when i was 4, and my mom was(is, but i'm no contact wit her) a awful woman and put me in place of my father, i only remember him in hospital, and mother never spoke of him, but i remember that he was a bus driver and i was thinking as a kid that it was a cool job. But i can speak of my husband, he is building our kid a little house and a swing in our new home. I hope that our kid will have better life than me and many happy memories 💜Have a beautiful day

Remembering my daddy puttin’ me to bed laying next to me or sitting on the edge telling me stories of his childhood, teaching me a couple words of Norwegian, keeping me company in the light of a closet. I always saw stuff in the dark so they’d let me have a small light until they went to bed. My pop was a sweet sweet man. Big, tall with premature grey hair. We could always find him towering above a crowd, never lost with him. Mahalo Melinda for sharing your soul with us! Aloha from Maui!!’

Wow! What a gorgeous place to be. My Dad loved working in his vegetable garden. And he made homemade wine that always featured at family get together. He passed in 1989 at age 87. Those last 6 years he missed my mom terrifically as she preceded him. They had their birthdays together on June 12 & June 13. I love and miss them both. Lotsa love to you too Melinda. Waiting for more songs with your guitar. 🤗 Blessings in the Lord to you.

This land. It makes my heart swell.

So glad to hear you and see you his morning‼️Me and my Daddy played Trumpets together in many Churches together and we did a lot of deep sea fishing off the coast of Pawleys Island, SC. But after I was 13 my Dad left us but I have no regrets and as he was passing away I held him in my arms. ❤I LOVE YOU and THANK YOU MELINDA‼️❤️👏🙏

First I have say I love your youtube channel. I never grew up with an earthly dad. My grandmas raised me. But now I have the love of a heavenly father n has changed my life. ❤❤ I love your music

I was blessed to have a kind, loving Dad who lived up to 88 years. He taught us how to love and respect nature. He gave me a love for gardening and the great outdoors. ❤

What a beautiful place, Melinda! Thank you for showing us. My father was not a nice man and, consequently, my mother had mental health issues so things weren’t great at all BUT this was long ago and I’m very much enjoying reading the comments about wonderful parents on here. 5 minutes of joy, for sure. My best wishes to everyone but especially to you❤

I'm grateful I can say that I'm blessed by pretty much everything about my Dad💖 Thank you for sharing the beautiful sunset 🌄 Grateful too for the loving energy and thoughtfulness you share Melinda 🙂🙏💞✨

My dad (and my mom) was always there for me and I grew up watching them often helping others. They are both gone from cancer now early, and it's hard to narrow it down to one special thing. I would have to say my dad loved my homemade peanut butter fudge. It was his favorite. So every Christmas now I make a batch and eat a couple pieces in memory and pretend we are together talking while we eat it. Love Love Love you and your videos!! You just radiate happiness from the inside!! Happy Father's Day to all the great father's out there.

My Dad was Father to 3 girls ( me being one of them) he had wanted a boy, but because he didn't have one he taught me what he would have taught a son... In later life i realised he taught me to be resourceful... We lost him in 2007, but I often think of him and his tips on how to repair things, and make good...I remember his hands were sooo beautiful... He taught me to stand on my own 2 feet, and do everything to the best of my ability, so if it went wrong I would always know I did my best... I do that to this day ❤ Happy Fathers Day DAD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I love your channel Melinda. I didn't always get along with my dad but he was a hard worker and I learned the value of hard work. At an early age I put in a asphalt driveway for dad's trucks. He appreciated it. Thanks for your channel!

Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. That wind is strong, powerful. 5 Minutes of joy, 5 Minutes of Glory here, a glimpse of Glory. Faith for Eternity. Wide open blue yonder. My father schooled me on the history of America, my bloodline to my heritage. I’ve always known who I am, created by God. So happy to see you, here to celebrate Father’s Day in America. God Home and Country. Love you, brothers and sisters, Our Father God. The family of God. ♥️✝️♥️🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🕊️🌏✝️✝️✝️✝️✝️✝️✝️✝️

Hi Melinda, Thank you for sharing the remarkable beautiful Buffalo Pasture landscapes of your region. My Dad did the best he could, the burdens of a large family and life overwhelmed him but he struggled onward. ❤

Thank you for sharing a piece of Wyoming with us today. Lovely!!

You're awesome Melinda as is my dad who is still living at age 98! He's my rock, so I'm afraid to lose him. Love to all you dad's out there!

It’s all beautiful!

That is so beautiful. My goodness

Melinda… my Dad retired from the military, after 30yrs in, when I was 14. We made one final move from Jacksonville FL to SWVA. He then taught me about the mountains and the blessings within. His smile was as big as the sun and his heart even bigger. He wasn’t perfect, but he always strived to be better. I miss him. Thank you for asking….✌️🙂❤️

I spent my young time with my dad. Fishing, watching soccer, riding horses, gardening, swimming,... my mum Never did anything with me and didnt enjoy my company. Luckily my dad did.

❤my dad became a single dad when our mother died, he then became always sad. He himself was raised in an orphanage from age 6. Finally at age 26 he married my mother and 5 children later, i am sure he felt love and family. Only to have our mother pass away when she was 37. From the years, off and on after that, always i will remember my father as kind, strong, tall, yet, so sad he became. He passed away when he was 70, I was 26. I fondly remember his holding my hand and walking me to my kindergarten classroom; standing with him under a tree when he was waiting for the bus to take him to work; him saying "I hear a little mousey" when he heard me coming downstairs to the kitchen. Although I had years of back and forth living with him, "I remember Daddy."

Hello Melinda, I have been blessed with a Dad ,good man! He has always been there for me. He has taught me to be very responsible for all I do, God first,people next and the me.

My father is still alive at the age of 87. My most fondest memory is when I was three years old my dad was using a work horse to dig potatoes in the garden and he sat me on top of this big beast and it gave me such great joy that I still remember that feeling today! Wyoming is such a beautiful State. Thank you Melinda!

@brendawatkins7742

12 күн бұрын

Driving an old John deer lawnmower. Question do u travel alone all theses places

@atticuskilby515

12 күн бұрын

@@brendawatkins7742 , do I travel alone to these places? I am a full time house and creature sitter all over the West and yes I do travel alone.

Hey Melinda, Good to see u and wow, what a view around u, it's stunning! Well, my dad was a working alcoholic and wasn't a very kind soul to my mom or us three kids, but if there's one thing good I can say about him is, as much as he drank, not one day did he ever miss work, ever, he always took care of his family in that respect!!! Unfortunately that's about the only good thing I can say about him, but I guess that's something and one thing is better than nothing!!! Again, what an absolutely beautiful place in which u are!!!!!! We love u too Melinda!!!!! Thanks so much for sharing this view with us!!!!

Thank you for sharing a part of your world. Much Love ❤️

My dad used to sing me a French lullaby ("Alouwette") every night before he died when I was just two years old. He was a Sicilian immigrant in 1912 coming from Tunis, Tunisia and spoke fluent French and Italian and English

You combine brilliant way your message from The heart and that spectacular scenery Melinda, send you my love. My dad had blue eyes, he looked after our home in small town. He made it safe, we knew he would help out every morning, every night. He was Even tempered, a bit shy. What joy when he laughed watching cartoons. He drove me weekends down to meet grandparents, what lovely family moments we had in country side. He taught me to appreciate studying, Be aware of society and finance, t

@rauhasusaserafiapulliainen5473

12 күн бұрын

He had tough with my mom, oh yes. My Moms mental health was out of balance and she had poor nerves. We all needed daddys attention. And were lucky to have so patient dad. Nowadays 29 yrs after he passed away, I often think of him with love, missing and reaching for his spirit. He has given me wisdom.

My dad and I loved to read!! We would discuss, debate, and laugh. Miss the belly and roaring laughter.. You live in beautiful country, Melinda.

I was raise by a stepfather too. He took 4 of us on and he treated us like his own miss him so must!! Iam moving to Wyoming to be with my daughter and family. Thanks for the views!!

The wind has its own musical sound. 😘

I'm a fan of your posts and I love your five minutes of joy mentality challenge! I am not an optimist norm am I am pessimist, but being reminded to find joy is different than having gratitude. I can have gratitude and a solemn kind of wave and but joy is a whole other thing. Thank you for reminding me to give that to myself!!! 🎉❤

Wow, I just got back from the bighorn mountains! It was pretty windy, but it’s so gorgeous here in Wyoming. I love the red hills. My Dad worked on many different ranches in Wyoming when he was growing up.

I love this so much. The wind became the music for us today. Thank you for sharing that sunset and the green rolling hills and that beautiful sky! I long to visit a place like that. My dad has been somewhat absent my whole life but somehow always there. He is a lot of fun and always learning. I think that’s his best quality- life long learning. But my momma like you was my dad figure. And I like her. So happy Father’s Day to you for filling that role with your children. Love you lots and hope I can meet you in person one day and give you a hug! ❤

❤Hello from germany❤ beautiful wow what all these colours❤ good to have parents. Mine have been the way they where raised..after war kids😢Wind can be good no bugs😊your right with that❤

I didn’t find my dad until I was 30, but when I did he had been waiting for me all those years and had saved yearly school photos of my four siblings and had gathered family genealogy and other info that might interest me. He was a wonderful loving human and he also gave me the gift of music and singing.

Never knew my real dad, but my adoptive one raised me to find my own answers to the questions I asked him. Once, when I was around 5 or 6 and it was Christmas time (in Australia, that's summertime), I was looking at all the Christmas cards depicting snow and was puzzled. I asked him was it snowing where baby Jesus was born, or was it hot, like at my home. He lifted a large atlas down from the bench and placed it on my lap. Find a map of the whole world that has lines across and up and down. I did. Find Africa. Now, run your finger up the coast till you find the line that says Equator. I needed a little help with that word. Then, I found the Mediterranean Sea and Israel and figured out the answer. It was a cold night in Bethlehem! And I haven't stopped learning since. He also taught me to use tools to repair and make things. What wonderful gifts for a daughter!

My Dad was called Pop by all who met him. And was instantly liked/loved by all who met him as well. One of my fondest memories of My Pop is how he'd wake me up. My Mom used to stand in the kitchen clanging pots and pans and yelling "KATHY!" Over & over until I got so aggravated I'd yell "I'M UP!" BUT Pop would open the door and that's where the foot of my bed was and he'd softly say "Frog🐸 it's Tim to get up" and he'd tweek my big toe on my right foot. (As you figured out, his nickname for me was 'Frog') And I'd wake up happy & in a great mood!! I adored my Father and I miss him terribly. He lived to be 90 yrs old! Much older than he ever expected! My Sister sends me a lot of your stuff and I love it! I'm a recovering heroin addict myself and there's times that I need all the inspiration I can get!❤

@melindacoombs2771

11 күн бұрын

I am so very proud of you...stay the course and fill every moment with something meaningfull...before you know it life...will feel really good again. Find a hobby or vocation you are passionate about and dive in...it will really help. I found physical activities were my thing. My love to you.💜🎶

The surroundings are very beautiful. Thank you for sharing ❤

I was the oldest. Though i was a girl i was dads right hand. We bought/sold colts I worked with him to brake them ready for sale. I lo 7:31 ved that time with him. I was close to him & my mom. We were a close close family. Watched my dad be my moms caregiver as dimentia took its tole on her. He took care of her to the end. What a man who loved Jesus

My father was a tough man. He died when I was 17 years old. I often think of how he taught me to make the palm of my hand completely straight to give a horse a piece of sugar... How he threw me into the waves in the North Sea... That he could make the most beautiful lanterns and even taught me how to wallpaper... At his core, I think he was a poet, an artist - but his mother probably forced him to become something else.

Well you were my five minutes of joy today! Thank you so much!

My dad showed me how to replace the ball bearings on my bike. I enjoyed using the tools, taking things apart and putting them back together. My big brothers didn't seem so interested in fixing things.

My last memory of my dad was on the the night of his death. My mom, sister and I sat sat with him, but he waited until we stepped out for a moment to take his leave. When we returned, he was peaceful, having let go on his terms. As we sat with his body, telling stories and giving him whatever support we could from this side, a portal opened up on the high, far corner of the room. I could only see it through the corner of my eye, but its presence was palpable. Light poured into the room, calling him home. It is one of my most treasured memories.

@melindacoombs2771

11 күн бұрын

Wow...just...wow...🎶💜

I also had two dads, but my "stepdad" is more like my real dad to me. He was here for me since I was a baby. My mother isn't a very easy person to be around, or very positive. But he did his best. He played with me when I was a child (my mother never wanted to) and later on shared his love of video games and fantasy with me. And he taught me how to be logical and to think for myself. I'm very grateful to him and I love him very much. He's not a very demonstrative person, so sometimes I don't really know how he feels. But I know he's a good person and he loves me a lot. Much love to you Melinda and thank you for allowing us to share ❤❤

When I was a kid I used to play in an old Buffalo wallow. In the more than 50 years since the land is all developed now. I live only a few hundred yards away from that place. The wind still has the memories of the laughter, as my Dad watched me and my sister play in the sand. The wind holds the memories of those buffaloes as they migrated by each year. And the wind holds the memories of the Red Man that followed. And I wonder will the wind hold my memories?

I'm a fan of your posts and I love your five minutes of joy mentality challenge! I am not an optimist norm am I am pessimist, but being reminded to find joy is different than having gratitude. I can have gratitude and a solemn kind of wave and but joy is a whole other thing. Thank you for reminding me to give that to myself!!! 🎉❤ Hey, I had to dig a little deeper. I commented about my goofy stepdad and my father and I hiking, but what I forgot to mention was I actually remember being in my crib in diapers and my biological father singing to me and doing the signals for deep and wide, there's a fountain flowing deep and wide. He was a very hard man as you put it, he still is, but there is a love and a softness inside him. It's still there, and I saw it and somehow remember it at this age. I worry because I'm so much like him and he is not troubled by his own character, but I am troubled by mine. I don't apologize for not being an optimist. I question my ability to bring good things to other peoples lives the way that I want to and this is something he would never think about probably I maybe he don't know does. My fear is that I become as blind as he is to my own behavior and the people that he hurts with his lack of awareness. A short temper and a judgmental attitude doesn't do anybody any favors. I am very much like him, but I have awareness he does not… I am my father's daughter to my mother's disappointment. She may never understand me, but he will, and he does sort of. I have a hard time respecting people who are not aware of their own behavior and affect others. No one can force any, and I am no guru by any stretch! Incredibly imperfect, if not more than him. We both lack discipline. That's harsh. Just like him. If I speak to others in the same harsh way that I speak to myself, I will be hurting the people around me, and I know this. My father has a deep love for the people he loves, but he doesn't know how to express it in a way that also uphold the values of respect, patient and kindness, etc. that he expects from everybody else. If I became that type of hypocrite, I would never forgive myself. I know this was supposed to be about us sharing and our precious memories and it is. Melinda, you are very disarming and allow other people From far away or wherever to feel comfortable expressing themselves like I am today. I apologize if that was not as positive. Sometimes things need to be said. Thank you for receiving my message. And to the other people, reading comments for the patients and tolerance. So many bad memories to come as an infant, but as a very young toddler still in diapers, remembering my father singing to me with the light from the hallway shining behind him as I stood in my crib with my tiny hands over the railing And I was maybe teething? I haven't had kids so I don't know, but I was probably nine and slobbering on the rail. He would sing to me every night before everything changed. back when I barely knew who I was, but I knew exactly who I was. Before I became the most indecisive person in the world, I knew exactly what I wanted and trusted my instincts. I may barely remember it, but I know that existed somehow somewhere inside me at a young age that I feel so blessed to actually remember. I remember many bad times but to be able to remember being in diapers, many memories, it's uncanny, and I cherish it because that was before… it's beautiful. I think my father for loving me the best that he is capable of or knows how and I think my stepfather for loving me and my brother, no matter what despite all the challenges he was faced with. He took it with Grace and integrity and earned our respect and love through and through. My dad is still growing and I'm watching him grow now, which makes me happy and gets me hope. There is no age that we stop growing and learning. I've watched my parents grow and learn and struggle and grow and learn. They inspire me! I wish I inspired them. That sounds like self-pity, but I do wish that child doesn't wish their parent was proud of them? I don't know if or when we stop seeking their approval at any age, but if they won't ever give it, we have to give it to ourselves and I say that flippantly because I haven't learned how to do that still. But I need to. My future and my happiness depends on it. As they say, "self validation" or someday self love, difficult for so many folks! But possible for anyone I like to believe

My grandfather, who raised me, would give the best bear hugs. He couldn't be there for me emotionally very often but he shared his affection as best he could and was the most responsible man I've ever known. I wish I had someone to talk to like you in my life Melinda.

@melindacoombs2771

11 күн бұрын

Write me...it will take a while to get back to you...but I promise I will💜🎶

Thank you Sweet Gal! Those views are more than amazing. Simply a blessing! ✌️🙂❤️

My Dad was a great support to me when my Mom passed on to a higher plain his wife of 45 years. He was a Military man he gave is service to the United States Airforce for 23 years! He passed on on November 12,2020 my Mother passed on December 27,2013 I'm a only child I have one son who will be 44 this year I have lots of grandkids and 2 great Granddaughters. My, My, where as time gone. It seems to speed up the older ya get! So I'm okay I miss my parents amensly there in my thoughts everyday. Much of my Love&Light many Blissings and successes Namesta 💜🙏

Very beautiful place Melinda. My Dad always made me some French Fries on the weekend. I continued that tradition with my daughter. ♥️

My Daddy bought me my first horse even though my mother was mad as the devil. He bought my second horse and we rode together. My Daddy believed in me when no one else did. He died when I was 22. I hope I didn’t disappoint him too much. I will always and forever love and miss him.

@susansheldon3177

12 күн бұрын

You didn't, he was your Dad and he will always love you..GOD BLESS YOU💞

@treshamassey804

12 күн бұрын

Thank You.

@susansheldon3177

12 күн бұрын

@@treshamassey804 you're welcome sweetie..GOD BLESS YOU

@dianerittgers8747

12 күн бұрын

My dad carried me on his shoulders, and he bought me a red straw hat for the summer.

@treshamassey804

12 күн бұрын

@@susansheldon3177 may God bless you as well, in all you do for others 🩷

I think one of my favorites would be, as a little girl, i would go outside to the edge of our front yard and sit with Dad on big boulders and drink coffee and we would daydream about the future.. our landscape ideas..i treasured those moments and am glad i can still remember them and how they made me feel. My Dad passed away Juy 12,1994... I miss you Dad, Happy Father's Day 🤗🥰💞 My Dad was awesome Happy Father's Day to all Dads And Happy Father's Day to my HOLY FATHER GOD💞🕊️🙏✝️

In my early years I had to stay with my Grandma because my parents were working. We both didn't like it, I guess. So if my dad came home for his lunch break (this happened when the working place was close to our home) I did hope and always asked whether he would take me with him on his truck for the rest of the day. And he often did. And I liked it a lot. He was riding a so called maintenance truck and he went from construction site to construction site in order to make sure the machines they were using there had all necessary stuff (like water, oil, brake fluid, etc.). Sometimes, when he had to mend a machine it was hard 4 me to just stay inside the truck and wait all the time. But I did - just to make sure he would take me in the future, too!

Beautiful location, wind and all!

I always knew if my Daddy would just come home when I was sick I would be well. And it worked most times.

That was a truly beautiful moment in the prairie. I almost didn’t want to read the comments about people’s fathers. But I knew I would benefit from either the painful stories or the joyful ones. Either way, they represent humanity which in all its glory represent two faces. I will leave my father to rest in peace as my understanding changes with age.

@karenbrown2503

13 күн бұрын

Gracefully said🙂

I love the brightness of your eyes. Thank you.

My dad took me to my first concert.. just me & him when I was 17...Garth Brooks & Martina McBride 💗🎸🎶

You fought and the Lord delivered you. Not worrying over that man, man no more. You are Whom God intended you to be-man, all that man. Glory to God✝️♥️✝️ what a testimony to God the All Mighty. Staying in awe of God all day, everyday. Happy Father’s Day Love you. Your name? I can’t find the video. ♥️✝️♥️

That was my first time commenting on anything in KZread. I was reluctant to call my father or my stepfather yesterday. But I came across this because I've been following you. You inspire me and comfort me with your eyes words beyond your ears, and I say that because I believe that some things are timeless! A lot of the best things! I've been meaning to reach out to you and I think it's really cool that you're willing to accept written letters through the PO Box. I don't know if you respond to comments. Even if I sent you a letter, I would have to type it because I developed carpal tunnel from writing too much. There are a few people that I've never met who I look up to and you are one of them. There is something special about your energy and your soul! Thank you for being you and I'm glad I accidentally saw this so that I will call my dad and my stepdad the day after Father's Day instead of not calling them at all. be well Melinda. Take care of yourself.

You remind me of my dad, actually. 😊 He loves music and our favorite thing is to play together. I play violin ( not very well but I play piano so I can sight read) and he's switched to autoharp from guitar due to arthritis. He also taught/encouraged my interest in photography growing up. He was a film major and owned a photography lab and portrait studio till I was 17.

I had the best Dad he was always there for me and my family I was the youngest the others were grown and out of the house when I came along. My dad did so much with me I learned every tool out of his tool box and he taught me how to shift his truck when I was like 3 . My mom was always sick she had a bad heart. When she was in the hospital daddy would say if your scared or worried about mommy you can growl into bed with me. I always laid in bed all the way up till he passed watching tv with him. When he was diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer and after a 18 month battle he and I would sit on his deck every day and a northeastern blue bird would come to only us. He told me he was ready to go he knew he was going to be with Jesus so be strong for mom and he gave me his truck and told me that I should not cry because he was going to be ok! I miss him every day but I do know one day we will be together again!

@melindacoombs2771

5 күн бұрын

I love your story...may you also have someone close to you as well.🎶💜

Beativool Nature Lady Take this ! ❤ Jesus love you . I grow up by the Grandfamily . Early they died . I was 25 Jears old this time .. I a dream there come the massage as Grandpa died . So I know ... The Angels exist . The best I ever saw in my live . And sure NEVER I LOOS MY WAY AGAIN . Klaus from Germany 😊