My dad died 10 years ago this past week. A third of my life, I have spent without him, which seems almost impossible to grasp. But I am so thankful that he was MY daddy. Brantley and I are so blessed to have grown up with him. A man of virtuous character, he was also hilarious, giving, and he loved us without exception. I wish that our girls, and that Ava, could have known him. They are missing out!
Mom and Brantley, I love you guys. I wish that Dad were here to celebrate with us in the amazing joys of the last years, but I'm thankful to have you both, along with Becki and Iain and those precious angels.
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