Dad

Dad- It is incredibly hard to choose one memory of dad. I find myself thinking about his laugh and his hugs and most of all his smile. I love how he always thought of others before himself.

I remember him taking us camping for a week and waking up every morning to go home, shower and change then work for a day before going back home and changing and driving back up to the mountains to sleep on the cold ground. Now that I’ve actually done a hard day’s work, I understand better the need for a comfortable home to come home to and am even more impressed with his desire to give that up for us.

I know that as I get older, there will be more reminders of this and more memories of his great example as the best dad ever!