Tuesday, November 8, 2011

In God's Hands

 It's hard to believe that my Dad has been gone for 20 years, and every year when this day rolls around I can still remember every detail of that morning. I feel my time with him was cut way to short, at 13 I still had things to learn from him and when I think back on all that has happened in my life over the last twenty years, I'm most sad that my boys didn't get to meet him and didn't get to go feed the cows with him or go horseback riding with him. I'm sad they didn't get to hear his stories and share in the wisdom that only a Grandpa has!

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