Photo of the Day, What Makes Me Smile

Giving Back

My daughter continues to amaze me. She works hard, loves God and has a giving heart.  And I’m so grateful we have the opportunity to give back to so many other amazing kids and to let them know there are others that love them too.

Today we went to Shriners Children’s Hospital in Sacramento to deliver Girl Scout cookies that the little miss worked hard to donate. The person there to receive the cookies was so lovely. She told us how excited kids are to get the cookies every year and how the little miss should be so proud of herself.

Can’t deny the smile on her face!

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We made another stop today. We delivered 18 birthday bags to the Children’s Receiving Home of Sacramento. Our birthday bags included cake mix, icing, balloons, stickers, crayons, toys. etc.

The receiving home can house up to 80 children, and provides many programs and activities for the children during their stay. We hope these birthday bags will bring joy to each child, and we look forward to more volunteer opportunities here.

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What Makes Me Smile

My Dad

I’m not one to talk about “feelings” and hugs and kisses make me nervous. I’ve never been one to say ‘I Love You’. Not that I don’t feel it, I just struggle to say it. I know my dad knew it, even if I didn’t say it much, but I loved him very much. And each day, I strive to be more like him as a parent, friend, sibling, spouse (one day).

Each passing year has not been made easier that my dad isn’t here to be praised for Father’s Day. I’m not sure it will ever get easier. You just get better at dealing with the pain. But today, on Father’s Day, I reflect on what made him such a great Dad!!

He showed up and participated in all our activities. He was there at every soccer game (even though I was sometimes cranky), every talent show, and every concert recital (where he had to sit through 4th graders on wind instruments). But he was there.  I never had to worry when I looked over in the stands during my rugby games, or the bleachers during band concerts if he would be there.

He wanted us to have great experiences as a family. We were always going on trips, big or small. We would camp, small trips to Solvang, and, of course, DisneyLand. In fact, my parents started taking me to Disneyland when I was a baby. Now it’s in my DNA.

The quality of our home life was important to him. Summers he bbq’d while we swam. Winters we would cut down trees and watch homes movies. When I wanted to redecorate my room, he was there to help me paint all my books shelves in crazy colors. My childhood sometimes feels like a dream.

He didn’t get much time with my daughter, but I know that if he was here, he would still be at all her cheer games, all the talent and fashion shows, and each trip we take to Disneyland.

I miss him a lot still, and I wish I spent more time telling him how much I appreciate everything he did for us.

There are thousands of pictures of my dad being an awesome dad. But I thought I would post some that really conveyed the kind of emotion he had for his kids. He did so much for us and never a complaint. He did it all with his heart.