Today is my dad’s birthday. He would be 88, and has been gone from this life for 28 years.
I think he would be proud of what has happened with his children and their offspring. A lot of creativity, a lot of personal and professional successes, a lot of loving people brought into the family that he would have enfolded in his bear hug. I can just see him smile that huge grin of his with his eyes twinkling….
Dad would be digging up dirt for me and coming up with more ideas on how to ‘play in the mud’, too. What a guy he was!
Happy birthday, Dad!