Some of my best memories of dad are: my wedding day, his helping me when I bought my first truck, going bike riding out in southern Utah with the family on our new bikes, camping in Waterton and hiking, his dutch oven cooking, driving straight through the night to Canada to visit the cousins, watching him hold the new babies in the family, his sitting on the couch and listening to me play the piano and always telling me how nice it was (even though it was mostly pounding or playing wrong notes as I practiced for piano lessons) and his reading books to us on Sunday afternoons while laying on the floor and he eventually would fall asleep.
While he's no longer here to celebrate his birthday, I still get to be thankful for his birth.
Amie thanks for posting this. It is sweet and tender. I'm three years younger and so I have often done the same with Moms birthday; adding 30 to my own age and that would get hers.
ReplyDeleteI miss Dad too and also am grateful he was born; he was a great father. Not perfect but his heart was in the right place.
Sweet post, Amie.
ReplyDeleteNice blog Amie, hope the memories of your dad always make you smile!
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