Best Dads Ever......

Memorial Day 2008

For Memorial Day we decided to go and visit our father's grave sites. They were both buried in the Murray Cemetery very close to each other!

Howie's dad passed away just after he left on his mission. He found out a week after his dad's death by receiving a letter from a ward member offering his condolences to Steve. He was unaware that his father had colon cancer and was pretty stunned to find out that he had died. I think that would be incredibly hard to stay out on a mission instead of coming home to be with his family at that time. But Steve did. He stayed and served the Lord and was a wonderful missionary. That is one of the things about Steve that I fell in love with. His dedication and determination to serve the Lord. He loves the gospel so much and is a valiant spirit.

We took a few moments and talked about the events that have happened this past year and how our lives have improved. Howie told me of the memories he had with his father and the many things he loved about him.

My dad's grave is just west of Ron's grave and so it was quite convenient to visit both. I miss my dad so much and often feel sad that he is not here to hang out with Howie. I know he would have absolutely LOVED him. They are both easy going, fun-loving people. Steve would have loved my dad's quirky jokes and happy personality.

Oooops picture did not rotate but if it bugs you , you can just flip your monitor on it's side to look at this picture. For some strange reason this photo kept flipping when I downloaded it. If any smart computer geeks out there know why please let me know! Anyway..... I found this daisy and decided to do the little "I love him" game.

Each time I plucked a petal from this flower I said one thing I loved about my dad. I have such a hard time even talking about him because I always get so choked up. Even now after this time has passed I still cry thinking of how truly blessed I was to have this great man in my life. I often wonder if he had any hand in helping guide Howie into my life. He always wanted happiness for me and now I have it! Anyway, I could have had a bushel of daisies and I would not have run out of things to say. I love and miss him and think of him often.

DAD.... You are the BEST!

I am happy we were able to spend time together at the cemetary and remember our fathers. We did not have time to go to Katy's grave that day but I went out the following week to pay honor to her. Family means everything to me and I have a GREAT one! I find great peace knowing that I have them all for eternity.