~For My Father, Michael~

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My Father, Michael Douglas Flannery, I remember with great fondness and love. He was a quiet, strong and patient man who gave me a sense of security as a child.

I admired his patience and passion for the things he loved to do and for the people he loved to share his time with. He was a quiet man and as a child when I would look up at him, his tall frame seemed to tower over mine. When he would reach down to pick me up and hold me, his strength would pull me up with such ease I thought he could always protect me from any bad dream.

As a curious and imaginative child, I really loved the feeling of my Dad’s protection. He was one who appreciated my explorative nature, but kept a watch on me. He respected my independence but understood my deep need for love.

He is the one whose passion and expertise for plants and trees, taught and inspired me to gain more knowledge of plant taxonomy.

I remember his love of Family and gathering with them during the Holidays. He had a warm, generous smile and knew how to make people feel good.

I will always remember his patience as he taught me how to plant my first garden as a young girl. I remember the way my bare feet touched the cool upturned soil on that spring day.

He taught me how to carve my first Jack-O-Lantern for Halloween. This was exciting for me as he showed me how to use his favorite fish carving knife, carefully. It made me feel so special that he trusted me.

He taught me how to fish during our Family’s camping trips. These moments were the highlight of my summers. My Dad loved many things, simple pleasures through all the seasons. He was an outdoors kind of man. His hands were strong and busy. He was so fond of fishing, camping, boating, and gardening. He was proficient at woodworking and making things. I loved his creativity and joyful spirit.

He also “carved the path” of how I would view other men that came into my life. I have been blessed to know many good men in my Family and friends who show equal measures of love and discipline, when needed.

I can only whisper in prayer and praise to my Father now. I am grateful for so many lovely memories; and to all of the other wonderful men I have known. To the special moments you all have given, I am forever thankful and gracious beyond words…

I love you and miss you, always!