Wednesday, January 17, 2007
As I reflect upon the last few days I think of my Dad often. I get comfort from knowing that he can now breath freely. He can jump into the cold ocean and body surf the perfect wave, he can shoot the most perfect game of golf, and I know that he can dance and dance and dance. I know that he is free of pain and full of breath. He looks down upon us with his beautiful blue eyes and smiles at us. I know that he is looking over all of us and taking care of us all. I miss you Dad, but know that you are always with us.</b></font><br><br>
