Birthdays. Normally a day to celebrate another year of life on this earth. But, for me, it's a day to honor the man that has shaped so much of my life and has always been there for me. There were definitely "those" days growing up where I would not have liked to have seen him but not too many! Memories of my dad include staring contests, Brown Bear/Rising Dawn, him coaching my teams when I was in elementary, trying to explain math (not that he couldn't, but he was easily frustated), learning how to drive with his yelling "BAM" when I would turn in to the incoming traffic lane, entrusting me to Jason on our wedding, instilling in our family the morals we all have today and a love for Christ, holding my children only moments as they entered the world, working to provide a nice life and good memories thru trips, and just helping out and making us laugh (some jokes not so funny).
Monday, July 27, 2009
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so sweet! He's very lucky to have a daughter like you!!
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