I have been given the opportunity recently to reflect back on my father's influence in my life. It always seems to be that you appreciate someone when there is a threat of losing that person. This is true a lot in life. I have a hard time adequately appreciating people and times in my life until they are no more.
My dad had a heart attack Sunday, Nov. 22nd. He has survived a 6 hour open heart surgery and is now doing well.
In the days before the surgery, I sorely realized how much I have taken my sweet father for granted.
Dad- Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for all the sacrifices you made for me as a small child and now as an adult. Thanks for teaching me how to ride a bike and to drive a stick and automatic. Thank you for taking me to ward ball with you and letting me be your little cheerleader. Thank you for taking our family on countless vacations and giving us so many opportunities to experience other cultures. Thank you for carrying me up to my bed when I had fallen asleep watching TV. Thank you for honoring the Priesthood. It is special to me that you baptized and confirmed me. I don't know anyone that works harder than you. I have learned so much from you. You are so incredibly disciplined and intelligent. You told me that if I applied myself I could do things I thought I was incapable of. I finished college because of you. Thank you for pushing me to work harder. I know I have been hard on you. I am sorry for hurting you. I want you to know that you have been an amazing father. I know I haven't been grateful enough for you and all you've done for me. I realized how much I really love you through the possibility of losing you.
I just want you to know I am so blessed to have you as my father.
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