Things My Daddy Can’t Do


“Old as she was, she still just needed her Daddy sometimes.” – Gloria Naylor

ImageThings my Daddy can’t do. . . 

  1. My Daddy can’t play the piano very well.  He spent all of his time and money making sure I could.
  2. My Daddy can’t watch me sing without tears in his eyes.  (Yes, Daddy.  I noticed.)
  3. My Daddy can’t behave when he is with his Grandchildren. He is a bigger kid than they are, and they love him for it. 
  4. My Daddy never could win at checkers.  He always let me do it.
  5. My Daddy can’t hold on to money.  He was always there to hand it out whenever I needed it (and even when I didn’t).
  6. My Daddy never could remember that time I put the car in drive instead of reverse and ran into our front steps.  Mom never found out. Thank you, Daddy.
  7. My Daddy can’t leave my house without saying “I love you”.
  8. My Daddy can’t end a phone conversation without saying “I love you.”
  9. My Daddy can’t say bad words. – Mom and I….. not so much.
  10. My Daddy can’t give up, no matter how tired he gets or how hard life gets, and for that, I am so very thankful. 


My blog posts have always centered around lessons my Mother taught me, but today I want to let this one center around my Daddy.

As I watched my Daddy take care of my Mother during her last weeks on this earth, I saw exactly what true love was.  It goes beyond anything we could ever imagine while saying those vows on the wedding day.  Showering her with the kitchen sink sprayer because she couldn’t walk up the steps to her shower, coming home from work 10 times a day to give medicine, answering the phone every time she called with a question, being patient when she begged him to stay because she only wanted him to take care of her, lifting her to her favorite spot on the couch, and the list just goes on and on. . . .

 My Daddy would not want me to paint a picture of a perfect King household.  We had plenty of ups and downs.  There were times we all wanted to jump ship, walk out the door, and not come back. All of us. 

But those last few weeks of my Mother’s life, we all realized the love we had for each other.  We took our love, and we gave when there was nothing to give.  I watched my Daddy LOVE my Mother in such a tangible way, and I will be forever grateful for those memories.  I hate the cancer memories, but I am so thankful for the memories of being able to watch my Daddy love my sweet Mama. 

I once heard that one of the best things a daddy can do for his daughter is to show her how much he loves her Mother.

Mission accomplished, Robert King.  You are a wonderful Daddy for so many reasons, but my favorite reason is for how you loved my Mother. 

Happy Father’s Day!











Happy Birthday Mom!


“But there’s a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begin.”
―    Mitch Albom, For One More Day

Happy Birthday Mom!

If I could give you anything for your birthday this year, it would be a video of Charlotte singing the Disney song “Let it Go” from her new favorite movie, “Frozen”.  Mom, Charlotte is the most free spirit, fun loving, sassy, little girl you could ever imagine.  She is NOTHING like what the both of us had pictured for our little southern belle.  She bucks me when I try to put a bow in her hair or get her to wear a monogram.  Smocked dresses are no longer an option.  She is loud, hyper, and sometimes even a little crass, graceless, and needs to refine her tact.

Our Charlotte in the snow

Our Charlotte in the snow

On the bright side, she makes me laugh.  She makes me laugh at myself, and she brings laughter in our home when we all need it most.  I have said so many times lately how much I feel like Charlotte was a gift from God to us because He knew we would lose you and need Charlotte to bring us joy and laughter.  She may be small and she may be only 5, but she is teaching me more about myself than I ever thought possible.  In some crazy way, maybe God is using her to teach me things YOU would be teaching me if you were still here.

The song she sings a million times a day references this Disney princess who possesses ice powers.  She has to hide her powers to protect people and so she can appear perfect.  It becomes impossible for her to continue the appearance of being perfect and she finally shows the world her imperfections and “lets everything go”.  She has to work through how to control her negative “powers” and once she realizes how to do that, of course we have our happily ever after ending.  Mom, there are so many things I must let go of.  I must let go of the bitterness.  I must let go of thinking God didn’t hear me all of those times I begged, pleaded, cried, and screamed out to Him to heal you.

Knowing what to let go of is sometimes difficult, but there is that still, small, voice inside of me that usually gives me the certainty I need to know what I should let go and what I should not.  I will NEVER let go of the memories of us.  I will never let go of the things you taught me and the work ethic you instilled in me.  I will never let go of you.  You are always so very much a part of my life even now.  I feel your presence, and I most definitely hear your lessons to me from our sweet girl, Charlotte.

Things are definitely not always easy, especially on days like today, your birthday.  I need you so very much, but I know there are ways you can still speak to me even now, and for that, I am so grateful.  So in typical Judy King fashion, you are really still giving to me on YOUR special day just like you always wanted.

Happy 62nd Birthday Mom.  We are trapped inside the house because of a huge snow storm so I took a visit to Fresh Market for you a couple of days ago. Of course I brought home our favorite fresh flowers, good chocolate, and coffee. The house definitely looks and smells just like you for your special day.

I love you more today than I ever have,


Phillipians 1:3