dad

Who knew a parent would have such an impact on your life? Guess that means I better shape up since I am one...

Last year, I found some old pictures of my dad at my uncle's house. It was the first time I'd seen pictures of him when he was really young. By the time I showed up, he was already in his 50's - no slouch, he could still take me in a wrestling match - but older than most none the less. Looking at these pictures I was able to really see where I had come from, first time looking at 'myself.' I've always looked like my dad, but it's always been who I would become. Seeing the older pictures allowed me to see myself in him as I am now.

Dad has been amazing in my life over the years. He has helped mold me and shape me into who I've become. I give him credit for all of the good traits I have and I take credit for all of the negative traits...I'm sure he warned me about them along the way and I didn't listen.

As much grief as I've given him over the years, I really do thank God everyday that he was/is in my life. We may not see eye to eye on everything, but we do on the important things. We are from two COMPLETELY different generations, but the gap has never been a problem. He has given me more than I could ever express and I am truly blessed for the example he set for me...

Good thing I'm so tall, he's left me with HUGE shoes to fill...