My daddy

Today it has been six years since my dad passed away. It is really difficult to think, six years. Some days it seems like a long time ago because so much has happened. Somedays, like today, it is all to fresh and difficult to think its true.

My dad was a great person. He had strong moral character, strong-willed, strong faith, extremely patriotic, and loved his termites. He was a hard worker and believed in persistence because nothing was impossible in his eyes.

He pushed me to succeed in everything, probably contributing to my OCD, haha. He was also quite a jokester and had nicknames for everyone and I do mean everyone. Some were nice and some not-so nice.

I am thankful for the time I had with my dad. I am thankful for all I learned from him. I am thankful we all share in his legacy. I am thankful for all he worked so hard to provide. I am thankful he served our country. I am thankful he believed in community. I am thankful he shared his knowledge. I am thankful he relied on God's will daily and not his own because with that he has given me great strength to share with my children. I am thankful I had the chance to tease him about his accent and share in lots of laughs, even the dirty looks because I'll never forget them either -

a "ditch" of ice cream ... dad do you mean a "dish" of ice cream?

I am thankful for more than he ever knew. I love you dad and I miss you.