It's May 1st yet again. Today marks the anniversary of the day I lost my dad. And though I've kept busy today and managed to keep my mind from wandering, I didn't want the day to end without me posting a few words for such an occasion.
Two years ago, on the tenth anniversary I wrote this blog post. Just a few minutes ago, I pulled it up and read over it again. To be honest, not much has changed in our life since then. We're still dancing to the music of pitter-patter feet and watching our boys grow and change. Life doesn't stop and the world keeps turning. My God is still faithful.
Miss you Dad -- excited to see you again someday soon and introduce you to a couple of sweet, rowdy little boys I know.
