~You've just walked on ahead of me and I've got to understand, you must release the ones you love and let go of their hand~ I try and cope the best I can but I'm missing you so much~ If I could only see you and once more feel your touch~ Don't worry I'll be fine~ But now and then I swear I feel your hand slip into mine~
Daddy's Little Girl...
MY DADDY / My Jerry Shetley
The First Man I Ever Loved
The last male Shetley in my direct line !
He was born on Valentine's Day What a beautiful day to be born. So special !!! Jerry was born into a hard working very patriotic southern family. He worked in textiles and he served his country in the U.S. Army.
My Mama says he was such a fun person. Always laughing and joking. She says when I was born he took me over and I was Daddy's Little Girl. I know we had a strong bond. Because eventho I have few memories, just a few bits and pieces. I have thought of him every day of my life and missed him terribly. I was angry for years because he left me. Then I went through years of grieving. Now I am able to have this contact with him by way of his memorial and it has been a great outlet for me.
No one could ever take my Daddy's place. My mama had 6 brothers and they all at some point tried to be my Daddy but that never worked. I loved them but they were my Uncles not my Daddy. My mama never remarried, in fact never looked at another man so I grew up with out a Daddy in my life. No child should ever be deprived of a Daddy especially a little girl. I look forward to the day I will see him again. I want to look at him, hug him, and talk to him forever. I have so much to tell him.
My Mama told me this story... When I was about 2 1/2 I walked out of the yard, crossed the street and a railroad, then another street to a little store. Walked up to the man inside and said I want an orange popsicle and charge it to my Jerry Shetley. This story is why you often see orange popsicles in Daddy's flowers.
My Mama also told me I never called him Daddy, He was always *My Jerry Shetley*
His earthly grave is in another town and I have never been able to get there often. Now I can visit him every hour of the day if I want and talk to him. This is a wonderful site. My Daddy was a forgotten soul except for me until FindAGrave!!!
Cause of death: Heart Attack
DADDY'S DAY
Her hair up in a pony tail.
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates,
on this Daddy's Day.
But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them were searching,
for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say.
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled at her friends.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could
be with me on this day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share *orange popsicles
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing all alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart.
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be here in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star,
And if he could he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there placed on her desktop,
was a beautiful fragrant pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey, Author.
When I get where I'm going, on the far side of the sky ~ The first thing that I'm gonna to do is spread my wings and fly ~ I'm going to land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain ~ When I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears, I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years and I'll leave my heart wide open ~ I will love and have no fear ~ When I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here ~
Song by: Brad Paisley....Beautiful Lyrics
*****
Memories
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
******
Bio by Daddy's Little Girl...
Daddy's Little Girl...
MY DADDY / My Jerry Shetley
The First Man I Ever Loved
The last male Shetley in my direct line !
He was born on Valentine's Day What a beautiful day to be born. So special !!! Jerry was born into a hard working very patriotic southern family. He worked in textiles and he served his country in the U.S. Army.
My Mama says he was such a fun person. Always laughing and joking. She says when I was born he took me over and I was Daddy's Little Girl. I know we had a strong bond. Because eventho I have few memories, just a few bits and pieces. I have thought of him every day of my life and missed him terribly. I was angry for years because he left me. Then I went through years of grieving. Now I am able to have this contact with him by way of his memorial and it has been a great outlet for me.
No one could ever take my Daddy's place. My mama had 6 brothers and they all at some point tried to be my Daddy but that never worked. I loved them but they were my Uncles not my Daddy. My mama never remarried, in fact never looked at another man so I grew up with out a Daddy in my life. No child should ever be deprived of a Daddy especially a little girl. I look forward to the day I will see him again. I want to look at him, hug him, and talk to him forever. I have so much to tell him.
My Mama told me this story... When I was about 2 1/2 I walked out of the yard, crossed the street and a railroad, then another street to a little store. Walked up to the man inside and said I want an orange popsicle and charge it to my Jerry Shetley. This story is why you often see orange popsicles in Daddy's flowers.
My Mama also told me I never called him Daddy, He was always *My Jerry Shetley*
His earthly grave is in another town and I have never been able to get there often. Now I can visit him every hour of the day if I want and talk to him. This is a wonderful site. My Daddy was a forgotten soul except for me until FindAGrave!!!
Cause of death: Heart Attack
DADDY'S DAY
Her hair up in a pony tail.
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates,
on this Daddy's Day.
But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them were searching,
for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say.
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled at her friends.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could
be with me on this day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share *orange popsicles
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing all alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart.
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be here in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star,
And if he could he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there placed on her desktop,
was a beautiful fragrant pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey, Author.
When I get where I'm going, on the far side of the sky ~ The first thing that I'm gonna to do is spread my wings and fly ~ I'm going to land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain ~ When I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears, I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years and I'll leave my heart wide open ~ I will love and have no fear ~ When I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here ~
Song by: Brad Paisley....Beautiful Lyrics
*****
Memories
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
******
Bio by Daddy's Little Girl...
~You've just walked on ahead of me and I've got to understand, you must release the ones you love and let go of their hand~ I try and cope the best I can but I'm missing you so much~ If I could only see you and once more feel your touch~ Don't worry I'll be fine~ But now and then I swear I feel your hand slip into mine~
Daddy's Little Girl...
MY DADDY / My Jerry Shetley
The First Man I Ever Loved
The last male Shetley in my direct line !
He was born on Valentine's Day What a beautiful day to be born. So special !!! Jerry was born into a hard working very patriotic southern family. He worked in textiles and he served his country in the U.S. Army.
My Mama says he was such a fun person. Always laughing and joking. She says when I was born he took me over and I was Daddy's Little Girl. I know we had a strong bond. Because eventho I have few memories, just a few bits and pieces. I have thought of him every day of my life and missed him terribly. I was angry for years because he left me. Then I went through years of grieving. Now I am able to have this contact with him by way of his memorial and it has been a great outlet for me.
No one could ever take my Daddy's place. My mama had 6 brothers and they all at some point tried to be my Daddy but that never worked. I loved them but they were my Uncles not my Daddy. My mama never remarried, in fact never looked at another man so I grew up with out a Daddy in my life. No child should ever be deprived of a Daddy especially a little girl. I look forward to the day I will see him again. I want to look at him, hug him, and talk to him forever. I have so much to tell him.
My Mama told me this story... When I was about 2 1/2 I walked out of the yard, crossed the street and a railroad, then another street to a little store. Walked up to the man inside and said I want an orange popsicle and charge it to my Jerry Shetley. This story is why you often see orange popsicles in Daddy's flowers.
My Mama also told me I never called him Daddy, He was always *My Jerry Shetley*
His earthly grave is in another town and I have never been able to get there often. Now I can visit him every hour of the day if I want and talk to him. This is a wonderful site. My Daddy was a forgotten soul except for me until FindAGrave!!!
Cause of death: Heart Attack
DADDY'S DAY
Her hair up in a pony tail.
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates,
on this Daddy's Day.
But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them were searching,
for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say.
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled at her friends.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could
be with me on this day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share *orange popsicles
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing all alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart.
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be here in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star,
And if he could he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there placed on her desktop,
was a beautiful fragrant pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey, Author.
When I get where I'm going, on the far side of the sky ~ The first thing that I'm gonna to do is spread my wings and fly ~ I'm going to land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain ~ When I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears, I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years and I'll leave my heart wide open ~ I will love and have no fear ~ When I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here ~
Song by: Brad Paisley....Beautiful Lyrics
*****
Memories
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
******
Bio by Daddy's Little Girl...
Daddy's Little Girl...
MY DADDY / My Jerry Shetley
The First Man I Ever Loved
The last male Shetley in my direct line !
He was born on Valentine's Day What a beautiful day to be born. So special !!! Jerry was born into a hard working very patriotic southern family. He worked in textiles and he served his country in the U.S. Army.
My Mama says he was such a fun person. Always laughing and joking. She says when I was born he took me over and I was Daddy's Little Girl. I know we had a strong bond. Because eventho I have few memories, just a few bits and pieces. I have thought of him every day of my life and missed him terribly. I was angry for years because he left me. Then I went through years of grieving. Now I am able to have this contact with him by way of his memorial and it has been a great outlet for me.
No one could ever take my Daddy's place. My mama had 6 brothers and they all at some point tried to be my Daddy but that never worked. I loved them but they were my Uncles not my Daddy. My mama never remarried, in fact never looked at another man so I grew up with out a Daddy in my life. No child should ever be deprived of a Daddy especially a little girl. I look forward to the day I will see him again. I want to look at him, hug him, and talk to him forever. I have so much to tell him.
My Mama told me this story... When I was about 2 1/2 I walked out of the yard, crossed the street and a railroad, then another street to a little store. Walked up to the man inside and said I want an orange popsicle and charge it to my Jerry Shetley. This story is why you often see orange popsicles in Daddy's flowers.
My Mama also told me I never called him Daddy, He was always *My Jerry Shetley*
His earthly grave is in another town and I have never been able to get there often. Now I can visit him every hour of the day if I want and talk to him. This is a wonderful site. My Daddy was a forgotten soul except for me until FindAGrave!!!
Cause of death: Heart Attack
DADDY'S DAY
Her hair up in a pony tail.
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates,
on this Daddy's Day.
But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them were searching,
for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say.
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled at her friends.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could
be with me on this day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share *orange popsicles
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing all alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart.
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be here in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star,
And if he could he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there placed on her desktop,
was a beautiful fragrant pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey, Author.
When I get where I'm going, on the far side of the sky ~ The first thing that I'm gonna to do is spread my wings and fly ~ I'm going to land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain ~ When I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears, I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years and I'll leave my heart wide open ~ I will love and have no fear ~ When I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here ~
Song by: Brad Paisley....Beautiful Lyrics
*****
Memories
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
******
Bio by Daddy's Little Girl...
