I often wonder… for as much as our parents love us and for all they do for us, how can we possibly thank them for giving us… everything?
I wish I knew.
Until I think of something really really good all I can say is… Dad, thank you for being my biggest fan, my rock, my constant. Thank you for filling my childhood with the best of memories. Thank you for driving me to school each morning [and passing your love of the beatles onto me... lovely rita, meter maid..], for taking me down to the kitchen to fix me a midnight snack when I couldn’t sleep [orange slices sprinkled with sugar], for telling me a bedtime story each night [he created them on the fly every single night], for being strong, imaginative, kind and unfailingly dependable.
I love you more than you know. Happy Father’s Day.
And now some pictures from our weekend on the homestead…