so where do i begin when talking about my dad? he's shown me what love is, not just to my family and to "easy" people, but also to those "difficult" people who all have in our lives. he's given me high standards for what i want in a man. he's a great leader, he's shared with me his love for God, of music, sports, and everything KU. he encourages me to go after my dreams, no matter what, and to always make myself a better person. we can have talks that go from dave my dad, to dave the health care professional (which can be awkward at times). he's taught me to have an open, and to help those in need. i enjoy when we get to talk medicine, and my mom says it's like listening to another language.
my daddy values family. he always made sure to come to every soccer game, basketball game, track meet, band concert, choir concert, and play that i was in or helped with.
us before sr prom
along with my "adopted" sister christina
he even got to "hand" me my diploma at graduation
he took care of his little 1 month old granddaughter (who is almost 5!)
and even would get on the floor and play with her.
he still visits his parents pretty regularly
and has deep conversations with his grandson.
he's still a big kid at heart in my mind.
he even spent one thanksgiving play risk with us (my first time playing)
he loves these grandkids.
it felt like a lot of my childhood was spent in lawrence at KU games, or at kauffman stadium watching the royals play. and he's still my game day buddy. every now and then we even catch a chiefs game. he even drives to iowa with me so i can run the dam to dam 5k in des moines with my aunt.
we love us a good royals game
he's shared with us kids his love for music. every week he still gets the opportunity to do what he loves.
at platte city's lighting ceremony around thanksgiving, playing in a little brass group
basically, i just have the best dad i could ever ask for. i'm so thankful that he's my dad.