Father's Day

Eliza had a great time today cuddling with two of her favorite guys . . . . her Daddy and her Grandpa. She loved the time she spent in the pool with her Dad and she and Grandpa had a ball playing with her school bus and her schoolhouse. She also helped me prepare a great lunch for her guys.

This is my 11th Father's Day without my Dad. For the majority of those 11 years, I have done my very best to ignore the day with the ostrich approach of burying my head in the proverbial sand until the day passes. I miss my Dad everyday, but days like today make my heart ache in a whole different way. Days like today really hit home because I feel so very sad that my Dad never had a chance to meet Stephen and Eliza and that they never had the opportunity to know him.

I know without a doubt that it would have been a love fest all around. My Dad would have loved these two as much as I do. He would have been impressed with what a genuinely kind, funny, generous and loving father and husband Stephen is. He would have been charmed, enthralled and entertained by Eliza, and I have no doubt that she would have adored him as well. I have so many stories that I can't wait to tell her as she grows up.

Even though, a day like today brings a flood of tears with it, I feel so blessed and humbled to have been raised and loved by a man like my Dad. I feel doubly blessed that my daughter has a father who loves her unconditionally and will continue to raise her with honor and integrity.

Happy Father's Day Dad.