My Dad

I love my Dad.

Do you ever struggle though to really communicate what you feel to those you love most? I do. I tell my Dad I love him, but that doesn't seem to really communicate the scope of what that means.

I love him. I respect him. I think he's the greatest. I'm so glad God gave him to ME. I cherish him, and probably more so because of not having Mom here anymore. I'm proud to be his daughter. I appreciate the memories he gave me, the values he taught me, and the model he is for me.

No gift I can purchase seems to say all that. So, in a small way, I write this for you, Dad. May you truly see my heart and know what I mean when I say I love you.