Come What May...: Daddy's Homecoming

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Daddy's Homecoming

This is just one of those sweet moments to cherish in life. It truly is marital bliss to watch a child get excited to see Dad come home. I never filmed Raef and Zach at this age, but they did exactly the same thing. What a blessed life I have...

2 comments:

Lanell said...: reminds me of my kids when daddy comes home from a trip. Isn't it great!; July 10, 2009 at 7:07 AM
Angie said...: Oh, yeah, it is a big hip hip horray when Daddy comes home at our house. Usually everyone wants to be hugged and thrown in the air. If I don't hear his truck and meet him in the garage I have to wait my turn to get a hug and kiss.; July 10, 2009 at 7:24 AM

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Psalm of Life

TELL me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream ! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real ! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal ;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way ;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle !
Be a hero in the strife !
Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant !
Let the dead Past bury its dead !
Act,— act in the living Present !
Heart within, and God o'erhead !
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time ;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate ;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
-Henry Wordsworth Longfellow