It's been a while since I have blogged. I just got my internet back and today is a very sacred day for me. It commemorates the 10th anniversary of my father passing away. I feel the need to pay tribute to the most amazing man in the world.
10 years go by so fast. So much has happened in those 10 years. But today I have been reflecting on all of the memories I had of my father when he was alive...
-I remember as a child, every Saturday morning around 7 am he would come into our room and wake us up to do our chores. We would complain that it was Saturday and we should be able to sleep in. His response was, "I did let you sleep in!" When we continued to enjoy the warmth of our beds, he would pull our ears to get us out of bed. We would scream in pain and he would say, "Oh it doesn't hurt either!"
-Every winter, when we were watching TV, he would stand right in front of the fireplace and roll up and down on his feet to stay warm.
-In the middle of the summer, he would see a commercial about snow or winter and he would shiver and become cold from watching it.
-My Dad would only swim in our pool if it was over a certain a temperature, he never did get his hot tub that he wanted. There was one time in the late summer that our pool temperature was very high and it started snowing. He jumped in and we have a video of the steam rising and he had a huge smile on his face.
-When I attended BYU and my Dad worked there, we would carpool. We had many interesting conversations on those drives. We had a burgundy Geo Tracker (it was a piece of garbage!). In the wintertime, he would always have one hand under his legs to try and keep them warm.
-My Dad loved Christmas! He always wanted to have more lights then you can imagine on the house. He always tried to make the day last as long as possible. All of us would be up in our parents bedroom and he would then get out of bed, sometimes he would shower while we waited "patiently". Then he would go downstairs and turn on all the lights, music, train, camcorder, etc. He would take forever!! When we were opening presents, he would slowly open every single gift. When I say slowly, I mean slowly. There was one year that there was tinsel or string in his present. He spent about a min taking the time to pick it off his present and get it off his hand and he hadn't even opened it yet. Many years, we didn't finish opening presents until the afternoon. He loved to savor the holiday.
There is so much that I could write about my father. There is also so much that I miss. I miss the fatherly advice, his corny sense of humor, his loving and caring for everyone, etc.
My advice to you, call your parents today and tell them how much you love them. Before you know it, they won't be around anymore and you won't be able to let them know how much you care. If you're not talking to your parents, make amends.
If you knew my Dad, please leave your favorite memories of him. I would LOVE to hear how you remember my hero in life.I love you Dad!
Right now Jon is working for a company in Kalispell and it has been a good job thus far. He has a nice steady schedule, which I wish I had. :) I am working at Sage Spa in Whitefish as a massage therapist and at Home Depot as a Service Desk Associate. We are both very busy, but extremely happy up here in Montana. We are both very grateful for all of your love and support the past few months with our wedding. We couldn't be happier then we are right now.
