A Special Day

"Some people radiate a bright light meant to illuminate the lives of all who know them."~Mama Hen

February 10th was the day God called my Dad back to heaven. It was a very difficult time for me and although thirteen years have past, I am still working on how much I miss my Dad. As I am sure you can tell already, my Dad and I were very close. There was not a day that I did not talk to him at least once. He was a very special man who had the power to brighten anyone's day. He believed that each day should begin with a huge smile and a happy "Good morning!" When I was younger I did not understand how special his optimistic view on things was. I now know that he went through plenty of his own battles and challenges each day, however, we never knew it. He walked around as if something great just happened. He instilled in us from a very young age that we should not let a day go by without saying thank you to God for everything we have been blessed with. He was kind, would give the shirt off his back, never let success go to his head, and loved his family above all. We buried my father on Valentine's Day, which I found very appropriate. He was filled with love and deserved to go on such a special day. I miss him more than words can say. When I am deep within thought or sad from time to time, Little Chick will say, "You miss Granddaddy mommy? I miss him too." I wish that my daughter could have known him, but it is clear that I have kept his memory alive in the fact that she misses him too. On this special day which also falls upon Thanksgiving Thursday I give thanks for my family and for having been blessed with the most incredible Daddy ever!

My Dad visiting me when I lived in Mexico.

My Daddy teaching me to ride my bike.
Daddy taking me to an amusement park.
My Dad dancing while cooking hamburgers.
My Dad was always dancing and singing, trying to make us laugh.
I love my Daddy!
Helping me with my homework.

We wrote notes to each other all the time! Here is one from my Dad.