my dad turned 55 this past sunday. he is my favorite dad. i have always had a special bond with him. i used to call him to see when he would be coming home and then walk around the corner and wait for him to drive by, he always let me steer the wheel. he has never let me down and he has never let me stay mad, he always is the first to forgive. he is unwaveringly optimistic. i have lost counts of the nights i have woken up to find him studying the scriptures. i can remember times when i have woken up with the tramp taken down because he had a bad feeling that someone might get hurt, always following the spirit. he used to play dress up and scare us, sometimes a little too much. no matter what he says, every year i get a christmas present. he wrote the best letters to me on my mission. his granddaughter loves him more than the rest of us. and i have never had a day when i didn't know that my dad loved me with all his heart
he is my hero and the most Christ-like man I know. He is a living testimony of what being a mormon really means: having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ by understanding his teaching, living his teachings, and going about doing good.
Happy Birthday Dad. I love you.
so sweet, Chels.
ReplyDeleteI will be expecting a similar dedication come February.