Dear Dad
Over the race, I have had a lot of time to think of all the things we have done together over the last 21 years, and all you do for me.
I remembered when I used to come out of my room at night and lay down on the couch and talk to you till I fell asleep because I had a hard time sleeping and you were always up in your chair, because you had a hard time too.
I remember working in the church on new wiring in the attic and the dungeon or crawling under the stage.
I remember working on all the cars we have owned. From changing the oil to putting in the new engine
I remember you talking me to the ER so many times when my head was hurting and when I broke my arm or the time I called you at midnight from the church and said I ran into a door playing a game and need stiches so you took me at 3 am. It still to this day is the fastest ER trip I have had.
Thank you for being my coach in basketball, you always were willing to listen when I was upset and you didn’t step in and fix it as a varsity coach, you let my coaches do their job. thank you for coaching alongside me. helping me know when to speak up and when I am still on the young side. I know it is something we will share forever.
Thank you for driving me half way across the country to visit a school and to just have a trip together. It defiantly isn’t every day I get to ride in a helicopter over the Grand Canyon or hike up Yosemite falls and run back down to make sure the truck didn’t get towed.
thank you for not being upset when I didn’t want to go to school and for being excited when I told you I wanted to and found one. Thank you for helping me with applying to school and morning with me when I didn’t get in. and helping me find my way back up when I was down.
Thank you for being more supportive now than ever, as I sit on the other side of the world. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you and mom pushing me to go for it.
You have always been able to fix anything because you love to learn how things work. You passed that curiosity to me, I love to understand not only the way things work but the way people work and think. Thank you for teaching me to be curious about the little and big things in life.
The joke has been that you can fix anything, but a broken heart. Well now dad you are the one that has a broken heart or at least a broken body, a cancer in your blood. I am proud of you and Mom for fighting so hard.
I know that the only true cure is Christ, He is the one who can mend the broken heart. He fights the sin in our bones. The iniquity of our soul. He is the cure for death, pain, and even cancer, I know, you know He is the cure for everything.
Thank you for teaching me the Jesus loves me, and for reflecting that love.
I love you Dad.
