Nope. That’s not my dad and my brother. That, folks, is me.
Oh yeah… rockin the fringe bangs and side pony like a boss.
As a little girl, I loved sitting at the bay window, waiting for my dad to come home from work. Although the car that I looked out for changed (from an orange Volvo, to a blue Oldsmobile, to… you get the idea), there are many things that have not. My father is the same amazing man today that I grew up loving and admiring as a young child. His character, strength, work ethic, perseverance, humor, generosity, love and support humble me daily. He is the most amazing man I know and I am thankful to be his daughter. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if it wasn’t for him. Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you more than words can express.
