This is my blog so I guess I will write my feelings.
Sometimes life really makes you stop and appreciate certain things and People. Although my parents are not active in the gospel due to certain things, and as much as this hurts me, I know they both have a testimony and I have faith they will come back into activity one day. With this said I am so thankful they raised me to love my heavenly father and gave me the knowledge of the restored gospel. What a comfort it is.
My daily route takes me past my house where I grew up since I am living in Corona, so many memories. I would just like to say how thankful I am for my dad, and how proud I am to be his daughter
Growing up my dad set a bar for us on how a woman should be loved and treated. We were so privileged as to watch my parents have such a fun, almost teenage flirty, affectionate marriage. My dad cherished my mother. There was not a day that went by that I don't remember my dad walking in the door after working from 4 am on a hot roof, with hot tar, and sitting in traffic for three hours that he didn't kiss my mom, or pat her butt lovingly, or hug her and tell her she was the prettiest thing he had seen all day! My dad worked harder then anyone I know to give my mom the best life and so she could stay home and raise us. My dads whole life revolved around making my mom happy and spending time with her and us kids. He always made her laugh. I remember that. I always remember seeing little notes he would leave in the morning for her to find when she would wake up, or a bottle of her favorite perfume. My dad loved being married, and he loved being married to my mom. I remember my mom was so envied by all of her friends because they knew what a wonderful handsome husband she had that loved her so much.
As my dad he is the best dad in the world. My dad would do anything for me and I know that. He is always there if I need him no matter what. My dad is not big on spending time with friends although he has many. He would rather be with his kids and grand babies. I always remember being little and thinking my dad had the biggest strongest hands in the world just like the rock guy from the Never Ending Story. I always thought my dad was just like Rocky Balboa too because his eyes look just like Sylvester Stalones and he was so strong I thought he could beat up anyone. I was always a daddy's girl and he was my comforter and my motivator.
My dad I think anyone would agree is the most unselfish christlike man. He is such an example of love. Keerslee and Colton are by far his number one little angels! His favorite thing in the world is being a grandpa and they are so lucky to have him. He spends every free minute he can with Keerslee and I can ALWAYS count on my dad to babysit or take the babes when I need. Him and Keerslee are just the best of friends, and it tickles me everytime to see the twinkle in his eyes when he walks in the door and surprises her. Everytime he leaves it is very dramatic and lots of tears if she can't stay the night with him. She will sit by the window for hours.
In the past few years my dad has been such a blessing to his girlfriends family. He has shown such love for them in their time of need. He felt these girls needed him so he took on the
step father role, financial support, and given them stability and opportunities to do things that they have not had. My father treats these girls as if they were his own and it is neat to know they have someone there for them. I know that my whole family looks up to him so much for all he does, and he never asks for anything in return. I wish I could give my dad the world.
