There is something that needs to be said…
Thank you Mom and Dad… FOR EVERYTHING!!!!
Generosity…. is just one…. over so so so many years
(and yes…. my selfishness…. over those same years)
When i packed i was overwhelmed a bit by how much stuff I actually have!
Now as I unpack it, I'm humbled. Just humbled.
I have a cow hide. Yes I do. And I remember the day Dad bought it for me.
We were driving to the Bass Lake from San Luis Obispo, passed by the Indian guy & his stand out in the middle of nowhere California.
I thought it was cool, said something, Dad pulled over and we bought it.
It's been on my bed for so many years. I love it. Chicks don't but who cares.
It was a man thing.
Men buy hides!
Men like them on our beds.
I also just unpacked a brand new air mattress my Dad got for me when I was passing through LAX, because the one I had,… had a leak.
Dad did that for me.
Dad did that for me.
He got me a watch before I left on the race. And countless other things. But I remember the watch because I wore it all the time. He ran out and did so much for me as I was trying to finalize and get ready.
Not to mention all my taxes, taking care of my truck and so much more.
My Chevelle, my precious Chevelle is because I came home one day, saw it, wanted it, and Dad made it happen.
Mom's list is equally as long. How many times I've called her, broken?
Crying in my truck, fighting depression… and so many other times…
Crying in my truck, fighting depression… and so many other times…
How many times she's told me that she loves me regardless? No matter what I've done.
They made my education happen.
They have fixed my car more times than I can count.
Shown me so much grace when i was scammed out of some money in Thailand.
You name it. They have been there day in day out.
It pains me to think about how self oriented I've been over the years. Sure I appreciated the moments but I haven't been able to take the appreciation into action and into honor.
Honoring all that they've done for me.
How does a mom or dad trust?
Just watching me fail my way through so many situations?
I don't know how they did it.
I wish i could go back or shout thank you a thousand times.
Perhaps I can do that now?
I don't know
What I do know that I am absolutely overwhelmed by the love and patience and generosity that my parents have bestowed upon me for 33 beautiful years.
They are so humble and don't want grand gestures of gratitude.
They just want me to be happy!
They just want me to be happy!
How am I so lucky?
How am I the lucky one, who's parents are still together after 45 years of marriage?
How am I the one that has had nothing but love and support during every season of life?
I don't know.
But I do want to honor my parents every single day from this day on!
I want to honor MY wife as my father has honored his.
I want to work hard every day as my father did for 30+ years, driving an hour in each direction day after day.
Coming home after a commute and hard days work, day after day, and all i could think about was what I wanted that day.
(Not the day he had passed through.)
(Not the day he had passed through.)
I hope and pray that my parents will know that I am the man I am today, only because of their endless love and grace.
Anything I do well, any smile I bring to another's face, is because of Bill and Gig Wishon. My amazing Father and Mother.
Thank you Mom.
Thank you Dad.
I wish words could do justice to what's in my heart.
But let me tell you today….
With all my heart behind it…
I am truly happy!!!
SO happy I can't even express it.
I'm alive Mama!
I've found the true man you raised.
Thank you Dad. For being the most consistent man I know.
You are a man of action. Who never asks for a thing.
I pray that I will be half the man that you are. You need to hear that.
I LOVE YOU!!!!
(And I don't care if I cry when i type this.)
