Today's my dad's birthday. I just got off the phone with him, one of my best friends.
I am SO SO beyond words grateful and in love with my dad.
He's a thinker, optimist, giver, surfer, hiker, camper. He's gentle, kind, helpful, smart, funny, energetic, skeptical and a little rebellious.
My sister Naomi wrote a beautiful post today about him and I want to share part of it:
"I love your hands. They are so big and strong. They are confident. They have seen so much of the world. They surf. They plant daffodils. They climb mountains. They pull your glasses out of your shirt pocket. They fed your kids for 25 years by being covered in grease and cuts from fixing cars. They held each of us. They blessed us every year before starting school. They have always been there to hug me. They hold mom. I can not wait to someday put my children in those wonderful, beautiful hands."
Love ya, Dad.
We are lucky lucky lucky.
1 comment:
Oh Sarah. This post just really struck me. What a beautiful relationship you have with your dad. I want to just sit with you one afternoon, let the girls play and learn all about your family.
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