my father's eyes

Like many girls, I pretty much idolized my dad (and still do!). After working a very long 10-12 hour day, he'd come home and actually want to play with me. One of my favorite things was when he'd put my Weebles on their little Weeble merry-go-round and spin it super-fast so they went flying off in every direction. There were the countless weekends we spent at the park just because I loved it so much. And there were the wonderful summer vacations, carefully planned with us kids in mind every step of the way. Come to find out, Dad (and Mom!) enjoyed every minute of it just as much as we did. Our joy brought them joy.

Brian and I tease that if Dad got mad at you, you must've messed up big-time because you were really in trouble. But it's absolutely true to say that Dad is just about the most patient person I've ever known. He tends to sit back and assess everything before he responds - quietly, compassionately, and fairly. I learned a long time ago that Dad's love for us is unconditional.

He reminds me a whole lot of my other Father.

My whole life I've watched him live his life. His everyday words, actions, everything he does, he does it all with our Father's eyes. I love that I inherited his green/grey/blue/hazel eyes, but it's His Eyes that I truly want.

Happy Father's Day, Dad. I love you!


And a most important p.s:
Happy 41st anniversary, Mom and Dad! I'm so proud to be a part of a family who knows how to have fun together, who takes care of each other, who continues to be so close even though we aren't under the same roof anymore. We are really looking forward to being together to celebrate everything SOON! Love you guys!