When you’re a kid, or at least when I was a kid, I don’t think you really realize how blessed you really are. I think it takes some years, some experience and some people skills to be able to look back and say, “It might not have been perfect, but it was good!”
I have some wonderful memories of my childhood especially during the summer…our lake house on the North Shore of Lake Tahoe, all day boat trips and picnics, swimming, learning how to ski, BBQ’s on the pier. All wonderful memories.
And they would never have happened if it weren’t for this man:
That’s my dad…he is currently in Paris with my brother, Brad, who lives in London. I asked Brad to send me a picture of him and this is what I got.
Anyway, my dad always worked very hard to take care of our family and he did so above and beyond what was status quo. He is a good dad and has always been there for my family. I was blessed to have him as a dad.
And then, about 3 and 1/2 years ago, something very special happened to man of my dreams.
He became a father. And then it happened again one year ago…