Many things I have learned from my Dad....but you know something he did that really made a huge impact on me? I think about it every summer. Growing up, whenever we would go on a family vacation he had us all pack our church clothes. Where ever we were on Sunday, we would find a church to attend. I remember thinking even as a little girl, "My Dad loves this church so much that he doesn't even want to miss one week of it." A very simple thought but it spoke volumes to me.
Especially the one who raised me, the one who loved me through marriage,
the two who helped raise my sons, and the four I gave birth to.