Today I am thankful for this photo and what it represents.
If you know my friend Karen, you know that she always has her camera and is always capturing special moments. Now that I can no longer take pictures with my dad, every single picture I have of him is an absolute treasure!
Here is a partial group shot during the prayer. You can see my parents in the back.
Here is picture of my dad on the morning of the party. :) He helped me get all of the balloons staked in the yard.
I love this picture of my dad and Beau playing on the swingset that my parents gave him.
This picture I really love too. My dad lovingly walked up and down the street with Beau for almost an hour in the Atlanta heat when he did not feel well at all. Although he would have never said a word, I'm sure he was so sore after such a long walk. But he would have done anything Beau wanted.
I miss you dad.
Love this and all of those photos! I only met your dad twice, but I know he was a very special man. I still smile at one of the stories about him told at his memorial service--the one about how he was the private investigator of the neighborhood. So funny--love it!
ReplyDeleteLovely. I wish I had more pictures of my dad from the last couple years
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