Remembering Dad

so my dad would have been 82 today. a year older than adams grandma GG. sometimes when i think of him i shed a tear. sometimes when i look at old pictures of him i can't help but smile. he had an infectious smile and a beautiful soul. every so often i get a note from someone who knew him when & can't say enough about how he influenced their lives. i only wish i could make that big a impact on someone's life. i wish he was here today to play with his grandchildren. he was so fun before he got really sick. Our stupid scanner isn't working so I took a picture of the pictures. (not so great)
he's holding me in the first pic i was 1- in the second pic i am 2 standing next to my mom

My bro eric laying on my dads lap (he loved photography) & my sis michele at my grandma blairs (elsa) second pic- sis lisa on his lap with me in the yellow i heart ny t-shirt- little sis andrea to the left- eric in the back ground

this was our last family picture- i think it was 1989

i've almost lived as many years without my father as i did with him. he past away when i was only 20- the weekend before my very first professional ballet performance with ballet iowa (my favorite company i danced for) he was suppose to come see me with my mom. man what a crazy week that was. rehearsal till late monday- flew home for the viewing & funeral tues & wed flew home to make it to perform thurs through the weekend. my mom & my sister heather came out to see me. i'm usually a nervous reck before a show- i don't even remember being nervous i had so much adrenaline going from everything that went on.

Oh My

this kid is officially a deacon! he passed the sacrament for the 3rd time this past week & he was amazing. i'm always impressed with the little dudes keeping track of who's already had the bread or water. GOOD JOB K!
my tweenager (typical right?)

rarely seen smile