Every little girl has a hero, mine was my father, Joseph Erray Ardoin. To me he was someone who always had all the right answers. I could always share my dreams and hear him whisper to me, "Go for it, if that's what you want to do." If I failed in my studies or learning to play an instrument he would always tell me "Rome wasn't built in a day." He had issues in his life that he couldn't always control, but it never stopped him from putting our family first. The poem "Reflections on a Clear Day' was written while my husband was driving me to be with my family as the news of my father's death had just reached us. He had survived a heart attack, a debilitating stroke which left him confined to a wheelchair; and after seven years succumbed to cancer. My father had an odd sense of humor which I inherited. Knowing him you could always see the little boy inside . One amusing memories of him remains of him sitting in his wheelchair under the pine years in the yard pretending he was on a squirrel hunt. As an avid hunter and fishman all his life he enjoyed cooking for friends and family. Though his body could no longer take him to the hunt his memories would surface and bring him to his favorite spots in the local bayous and lake's. To those of you that are reading this book maybe you are suffering from some uncurable disease or maybe a financial trial just remember that there is nothing you can't overcome if you cast all your cares upon Jesus. He overcame death, hell and the grave that we might have life and have it more abundantly.
- | Author: Linda A Meaux
- | Publisher: Independently published
- | Publication Date: October 10, 2019
- | Number of Pages: 44 pages
- | Language: English
- | Binding: Paperback
- | ISBN-10: 1698949685
- | ISBN-13: 9781698949680