Gratitude for Fathers

382) Protection in a storm
383) Cool breezes blowing through open windows
384) Our neighborhood
385) A husband who gets up at night with Ruth every single night when she calls for him.
386) Chubby baby cheeks
387) A naturally generous child (David)
388) Gentle rain
389) Puddles to splash in
390) That the rain held off until after our poolside dinner.
391) A hummingbird briefly spotted at our new feeder.
392) My father.
393) My children’s father .
394) Being a child of the Heavenly Father.

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