November 9th...
November 9th...
Why does this date stick out in my mind? I feel like I am forgetting someone's birthday, but whose?
Then it hits me all of a sudden. November 9th. 6 years ago today, my dad passed away. 6 years? Seriously? It's really been that long since I have seen my dad's smile, gotten a phone call from him for no reason, heard his laugh, or had him put his arm around me and say, "Way to go, Beck!" Those are some of things I miss the most.
And all the most important things in my life that my dad's missed...two births, the growing up of my children, home buying, etc.
My dad was such an amazing person. Soft spoken, great sense of humor, hard working, always serving, and he loved his family. He was such a proud grandpa and just know he would have loved spending time with my kids.
For a long time I was angry and asked why. A few weeks ago I told my mom I think he left because he didn't want to see her sick.
I don't get sad very often anymore. I know that one day I will get to see him again and we will both have lots of stories to share with each other.
I Love you, dad!
I can not even contain my excitement when I think about my family all getting together. Next time will be January 2nd in St. George for Joel and Kristan's wedding. I can't believe my little bro is getting married! So happy for them!
