Dad’s 82nd Birthday

Today my dad turns 82. Last evening, I dropped by his Board & Care to drop off cupcakes to take to his respite care program to celebrate his birthday.

When my children were young, Dad would drop in a couple of times a week, just for a five minute visit. Dad was always in a hurry, but he usually had stopped at the grocery store to pick up a treat for the kids.

We all recognized the sound of Dad’s whistle and knock. The kids would run to the door, shouting, “Poppy’s here!”

With a jolt, yesterday, I realized that Dad and I had done a flip-flop. I was dropping by his home for a five minute visit, in a hurry, but bearing gifts.

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.

Comments

  1. Anonymous says:

    I remember those days!

  2. Ann says:

    Now you have me in tears. My dad would drop by every day. He would make the rounds from my sister’s to my brother’s, then on to my house. He always had donuts. It didn’t matter that we didn’t ever eat them. I miss my Dad!

  3. where’s my post? not writing the whole post out again lol you missed a typo mods