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i used the chipboard a in my title, painting it 2 colors, and used the beige photo corner on the side. i cut the title from pp, and attached it to the green ribbon, using the 4 mini sq. brads on the ends. i painted and chalked the flower, then cut leaves from pp. i cut the yard apart and used it in the center, finishing it off with the stitches from the yarn. i cut the tassel apart and put it in the middle of the flower, using 1 silver lg. sq. brad in the center. the brown photo corner was used on the top of the the pic, and the other lg. silver brad was used with the hanger from the tassel to attach the craft stick which i painted and chalked. the flowers were cut from pp and layered, and i cut an oval from pp and attached to the oval clear dome sticker. the gold ribbon was painted and attached to the bottom of the page. the title makes more sense after reading the journaling that is hidden to the right, behind the pic. it reads as follows: there is nothing like "a daddy hug!", and i love a daddy hug from my daddy. his has so many different hugs, but what i remember most are the emotions that always accompanied the hugs; his reassurance, understanding, love, happiness, comfort and much more. he always ends his hugs with not what i would call a slap, but a "thump". i can't recall ever receiving a hug from daddy without the customary thump or two. sometimes, his hugs would be a happy hug; a gentle squeeze that said, "i'm glad to see you". other times it would be an extremely tight hug, squeezing so tight that it made you grunt, reassuring me that yes, he does love me and care for me. or the hug at the end of the day that didn't gos o well, calming and soothing me. i'll never forget the heart wrenching hug on the day i left home, moving to virginia as a bride of just one week, when it seemed neither on of us was ready to let go. today, there is the gentler hug of a man who is almost ninety, yet he still gives from his heart with each hug...along with a thump or two. even though i was too young to remember this day, as i look at this picture of me, resting in my daddy's arms, i am reminded of the power in a hug...in "a daddy hug."


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