There is one thing that I can say with assurance, any success that I have had is because of two amazing people; my mother & my father. Because today is Father's Day though I am going to write about my father & how much he means to me. He is the most hard working, unselfish person I have ever met. I have never seen a man sacrifice more for his family. He wants nothing but the best for all of his children and has went to great lengths to see that we have it. He has an unconditional love for individuals who need help & is always willing to lend a hand for any person that needs it. He loves the lord, loves studying & preaching the gospel. He has never faltered on what he believes in & has set a high standard for all his children. I have always been a "Daddy's Girl" & feel a very special bond with him. My mother sent me this poem & I have to post it because I feel every word that it says about my own father. I love you Daddy, this poem is for you! :)
Daddy's Girl
When you were young, pony-tailed,
face full of playful freckles,
were you a daddy's girl?
I was. I still am.
Did you look to him for your security,
for love and attention,
for the understanding, and the patience you lacked
as a child?
My daddy was the center of my small world,
the focus of my affections,
the star that lit my life, shining bright.
Shining still in my heart.
The years have led me here,
weathered with maturity and responsibilities,
and I see more clearly now.
The hardships, burdens of love,
and all the
small sacrifices he made for me,
for our family.
He created stability, a place to call home.
All the photographs I browse through
of a child long forgotten, scarcely remembered
smiling, so happy and so loved.
The mere thought of becoming that role model
is enough to send me cowering, afraid...
looking for guidance.
Turning to my father and my more for support,
advice, wise counsel, and for approval.
Grown up, I see differently now...
A new perspective of a man I have always known.
My heart is full, my emotions overpowering
just in the certainty of that bond.
He's been there for me through all the conflicts
helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
My respect for him is unending,
faith is unbound, and love is unquestioning.
Even in the midst of all my imperfections, he is lenient,
ignoring the pitfalls, the downfalls, the shortcomings,
he just accepted me as I was, as I am.
The sheer purity of it leaves me awe-struck
and it lifts me up, it holds my head a little higher,
it keeps me in balance,
harmonizing with the world around me
beautifully, like an inspired masterpiece from the soul
of an honest man.
I am honored to know him, to love him, to be of him.
He's my hero, and I am his daughter, his little girl.
These pictures were too funny not to post. As most of you know I went to Boise, Idaho for Thanksgiving this year. Scott actually came up with the idea to bring a "bit" of Utah to Idaho for the holiday. That ended up translating into "Bumpits". Something that WAY TOO MANY UTAH WOMEN sport here!! Ha Ha!!!! Scott and I went to the store and picked up a healthy supply of bumpits & the photo shoot began. His sisters and mother were great sports. I hope that you all enjoy the funny photos, because we sure had a blast creating them!!! :)
