It's a Blooming Daisy Faye

As many of you know, my father passed away recently and the kindness of strangers was just amazing. There were meals prepared and given to my mother, people volunteering to assist with various chores, and lots of cards. The one thing that mom found overwhelming were all the flower deliveries. There were so many that at one point there was not a surface in her house that didn't have a bouquet sitting on it. She decided I needed one so I picked the one with the daisies. They are my favorite flower and the brightness of the bouquet made me smile.

I was feeling extremly sad at one point and decided to make myself laugh so I put the googly eyes on some of the flowers. It did make me smile.

I just love the beautiful smile upon the rose's face. She seems to be singing. Could it be she is singing the song Daddy would sing to me? I can almost hear her,

My parents fought on the day I was born; they fought over my name. You see, I was supposed to be a boy and I was going to be named after my dad and grandpa. However, when they found out I was going to be a girl Dad wanted me to be named Daisy. My mother refused because she was afraid I would be teased. You see, I was born in Arkansas and there was a show called The Beverly Hillbillies (I am sure you have heard of it) that had a female character called Daisy May. The whole family just happened to be from the area my mother's family was from. My mother was horrified.

When my mother was little she always wanted to have a daughter named after herself so no matter what, my middle name would have been Faye. This is what worried my mother, so my name would never be Daisy Faye and there are many days I find myself appreciative for her stubborness.

Now, please keep in mind that I honestly do not know if this is anywhere near a true story. My father loved to hear people laugh and would spin a major yarn if he thought it would bring out a good belly laugh. So I do not know if it is true or if he was just trying to make me feel like a special little girl; I just know that I miss him.