My Dad

My Dad is a pretty unbelievable man. He was always a bit strict and quick tempered when growing up but with each passing year he has grown into being a wonderful father. We became close when my Mom was diagnosed with cancer. My Dad and I were the primary people involved and we offerred one another strength when times seemed so tough. When my Mom's health returned, I was off to college. My Dad called me about 5 days a week to check in and to just to let me know he was thinking of me. He became the person who kept me up to date with our other family members and over the 5 years of me living down here he became the one person I could tell anything to. He never seems to pass judgement and if he does he calls later to rectify his quick judgement. The years seem to have helped him become more open to just about everything. He is one of the people who truly understand me. He means so much to me!



About 3 years ago he picked up horseback riding. He loves it! He rides with a bunch of women and they are members of some riding club. Roger is his horse....I am not so crazy about Roger...probably because he once cornered me when I was holding a handful of carrots and I thought the horse was going to trample me! Dad yelled to me put your arms up! So I did and the horse backed up! Thank goodness because Roger is huge.



Life has been a little tough for my parents and my Dad really seems to have most of the stress on him. Even though he is living in a 44 foot trailer and barely has any of his own things, he always has something positive to say. His attitude is great. He often says silly inspirational things which really can make you laugh. Considering he came to America when he was only 23 years old with only 50 dollars in his pocket, it is quite amazing that he is so accomplished! I am very proud of my Dad and so thankful to have him in my life!