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The Prayer

Oh my gosh. I just realized Thanksgiving is less than 2 weeks away. My father passed away August 8th of this year and he was always the one who said the prayer during the holidays. He said the same prayer for years:

“Dear Lord thank you for the food we are about to receive, thank you for the family and thank you for your love. In Jesus name, amen.” I write it out and I sou t myself that the words are even correct. I vet they aren’t.

Who is going to say it this year? I won’t say it. I won’t say it because for some reason, I like private prayer. I won’t say it because no one can say it like our dad. He had a way. He was the go to prayer man. And now he’s not here.

Daddy. Image by Robin Moreau

My husband pointed it out over Halloween. He said to me, “did you notice no one said the prayer?” I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say. Dad always stopped everyone to say it. We always looked to him to say it. We knew when he was hurting because he refused to say it. He’s not hurting anymore.

But who now? It will never be the same. It will never sound the same.

2 Replies to “The Prayer”

  1. What a wonderful avenue you have found to share your words, they are inspiring, sometimes funny, but most of all heartfelt. Congrats to you dear niece! Love from Aunt Melody

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