Today marks two years to the day of my dad passing away. I think it's kind of befitting that I sit here in pain from my back going out while painting my porch a few weeks ago. I can only imagine how often my dad probably endured back pain from the endless housing projects he did. Regardless of the pain he kept taking on new projects because he enjoyed it. That and the fact that he loved my mom and wanted to please her. Whenever I paint something or fix something I always stop and think of him and know how proud of me he is. Now that he is gone I'm more aware of our similarities than when he was here. Just like my dad I'll weather the pain but it won't stop me from taking on another project simply because we like it and it's part of who were created to be.Dad- Thank you for inspiring me to create and to be generous with my time and resources. I love you.
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So THAT'S where you got your creative painting ability!! Sweet post, T.
Hey T,
I love your Dad too! I love his humility and his willingness to be there for people. I was soo blessed to have been able to hang out with him a few times. I'll never forget the time we helped move Keith Boice and his family, that was a rich time for me. I'm sure he smiles down on you! Way to honor your Dad with your creativity!
What a sweet post Tara!! :)
Tara, your dad was always so kind and caring, I never saw him when he didn't have a smile for me. It's nice to see that smile again.
I wish I could have met him. I think I missed out!
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