Carly Spicer
I wish I could be there today to give you a big hug. I know there are no words that can soften the blow of grief. I simply cannot imagine what you are going through. This is a pain I have never had to endure. I do know that I am always here for you, no matter what that means or how that shows up.
Your dad was a man of few words, well, unless you wanted to talk fish, and I couldn’t tell you the difference in a baitcaster and a Barbie pole. I do know just being in his presence there has always been this sense of calm, security, and love. Your daddy would move mountains for you; he has loved you so well. When I think of that song “Daddy’s Hands,” it reminds me of the kind of man your dad has been.
I often think of the time we were at the lake playing Never Have I Ever. You struggled trying to find something to get us wild ones out. You said, “Never have I ever had divorced parents!” And we were out! The way you said it, though, will always stick with me. You beamed with pride and love in one simple statement. That is a true testament to the man your father has been.
My dad often tells me stories of living in all these crazy places. He brags that when we were little, we begged not to go to Disney World because we went so often. Thinking of you in this moment, I can only pray I give my children the childhood you had. I will never understand the conversations, the lessons, and the life of fishing. I do know that had my dad spent the time with me, your daddy did with you, it would have saved me a lot of heartache. Think back on all those conversations and cherish them, write them down, tell your children, and know you have always been and will forever be Daddy’s little girl.
I couldn’t understand a father’s love until I was saved and truly forgiven. I now know a father’s love endures all time. Our Heavenly Father has loved us on earth and in heaven. I can only imagine that men being created in his image, that your daddy is still loving you. Justin, Woody has trusted you with not one but four of the best parts of him, and man you are doing a fantastic job! I’m sure Woody is proud of how his daughter is being loved. How you always show up for her. How you put her best interest before your own. How you provide for your family. You Justin are every little girl’s dream dad. Never take that lightly.
Lastly Mary, Sara just go ahead and give Mom a hug for me, I pray for your comfort through this all. The simple thought of never touching my husband’s skin, looking into his eyes, or kissing his lips makes me sick. Take comfort in life you two built together. This family tree has roots that are solid and deep that is thanks to you and Woody. You both have raised an amazing daughter.
Lastly to anyone reading this I simply ask that you would take your daughters and granddaughters fishing. Teach them about life and love them as fiercely as Woody has loved his family. While you are out there fishing please cast a line for Woody and send up a little prayer for his family that maybe just in that moment they would feel his love and comfort.
