Happy Father’s Day Rob!

I was going to not do a full “Happy Father’s Day Rob” post because the man knows how much I appreciate him. It doesn’t take one day a year for my husband to know that I cherish the ground he walks on. But today as I entered the kitchen from a long day of work, I noticed my mother’s screen saver up on her computer. It was a continuous collage of photos that were taken the day Lola was born. I watched the collage intently and began to cry because that day forever changed our lives. Changed our lives in the best way possible. The best way imaginable. And rather than looking at how cute Lola was or how fat I thought I looked from being pregnant, I...
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November 11th, 2011

Today my dad would have been 67 years old. He was taken too soon after a long battle with lung cancer. I had intentions of writing a long post about how much he meant to me, but emotions seem to be getting the best of me today. I think I’ll keep these thoughts and memories close to my heart. So here are some pictures of the man who helped bring me into the world. He was a good man. He was not perfect, but hey who is? He loved me so much and I will never forget the way I felt when he hugged me tight. He was really good at giving hugs. He made you feel like nothing else mattered except for the love shared in that...
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Time at the cemetery

One of the first things we did in Battle Creek was we went to go see my dad’s grave at Fort Custer National Cementery.  Whenever I go back home, it is always on the top of my list.  I have a very hard time speaking to my dad as I know I won’t get a physical response.  It has been eight years (July 27th) since he died and I feel like I am just now getting to the point of accepting his death.  This day, I decided to take some time by myself and just speak to him.  I told him about the impact his death has had on me, I asked him to show me he was OK, I asked him to please keep Lola in his...
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A Birthday Letter to Lola

Dear Lola, Baby girl you are three months old today!  I’ll be honest and say that these months have felt like the longest and yet the shortest three months of my life.  To say that you have sparked an unfathomable love in me would be an understatement.  I cannot express the joy that you bring to your father and me.  While being a parent is by far the toughest job I’ve ever had, I wouldn’t change a thing.  Not a single thing.  Everyday I spend with you, I learn something new.  Not only about being a parent, but I have also learned so much about myself.  You make me want to be a better person, to try harder, to enjoy all of the little moments.  I have watched...
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