Today marks what would have been my father's 67th birthday. He was a simple guy and wasn't into fanfare or gifts. A phone call and chatting with the boys via webcam would have been more than enough to make his birthday special.
This picture here was snapped more than 3 decades ago on Easter at my grandparent's house where our extended family gathered. So grateful for all the memories I have of family and of Daddy. So grateful that at the time of this picture we still had years ahead of us with Daddy. Sorta sad that my boys are just around the age my younger sister and I are in this picture. They don't have years ahead of them with my daddy. And that makes me plain sad.
This is just a little admonition to cherish those whom you love. Spend time making the best memories and loving as much as possible--because one day that's all you will have left to draw on is sweet memories.
Happy birthday Daddy. We all miss you so much.
