Today I found an afternoon to be with my father - just the two of us. Randy is in Italy and my children are away...
I fed him lots of jello - he loves that; and we listened to and talked music together.
Sometimes he forgets....
The simple things
Where he lives
What to do
What to say
How to live
Who I am
But today I am clearly his daughter. He loves and appreciates me. I love and appreciate him.
It is good for me to remember...
The way he loved my mother above all
How it felt to have my father as a high school teacher
The marvelous musical experiences he afforded me
The beautiful and prophetic priesthood blessings he gave me as a child
His fervent testimony that he so willingly shared
Happy Father's Day, Dad.
I will not forget.