Memories of my Dad

So this morning as I was taking my morning shower I started to think of my Dad. He left this life November 2nd 2004. It seems as if it was forever ago, and at the same time just this morning. I have missed him at times so much that it hurts, and other times it is just a little reminder of what is missing. So this morning I realized that I might need to write down some of the things that I remember the most about him. So every day I am going to try to add some memory to the list.

For today, I remember when I was in High School that Dad and I shared transportation. He would drive to work and then I would take the truck to seminary and then to school. After my after-school ativities I would pick him up and head home. I also worked at McDonald's durring this time and if I got off early I would stop by his work and take him a cold drink. A Root Beer or milkshake. If it was lunch time I would take him lunch, and we would share the fries. I loved our special time alone. Mom never knew about the candy bars we would grab on the way home from work just before dinner. But it was our way to bond. And it meant the world to me. Just spending time alone with him, just Dad and Me. I'll always remember how he could make me feel like the most special person in the world.

Just little things that mean nothing to someone on the outside- but to me, it was like pure gold.
Brooke