Sunday, May 1, 2011

The first man in my life...


This past week my dad would have celebrated his 84th birthday. He died unexpectedly in 1998, without me being able to say goodbye. Or that I loved him. Or that I was sorry for causing many sleepless nights due to my antics. I'm thankful for being able to spend the day before with him... although  I often kick myself because if I had paid attention that day, I would have seen signs of things to come...

I really am so much like him. Quiet and reserved for the most part (although there are those who would argue that point!). I like to drive fast, and I have a fondness for the smell of racing fuel. I have his eyes. I love the quiet as he did. 

Anyway. I know that I have a good person looking out for me... and sadly probably taking notes on what I've been doing over the years.

♥ to you dad. Happy birthday.

1 comments:

Carl May 3, 2011 at 6:41:00 PM EDT  

Girls and there dads. It is a special bond. I'm sure your dad is very proud and knew you loved him.

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