missing dad

Today would be my dad's birthday. I think of him often but lately it feel like more often then not. I think about how much he is missing. I know he is heaven but I sometimes wonder if he see's what is happening here. I hope that if he can see his family he would be proud. I know I am proud of my family and I only imagine how much more my dad would be. So instead of writing a sad note about my dad I think I will share how proud of my family I am.

I am proud of how my mom is doing on her own. It takes a lot of strength to continue on and she's done it. She went back to school, got another degree and works really hard to provide for herself.

I'm proud of My oldest brother and how he has raised such great loving kids.

I'm proud of my older brother for staying strong even when life is hard. He hasn't given up even when the job market stinks. He continues to rely on God even when others would have given up.

I'm proud of my oldest sister and all that she does. We call her super mom because she is a super mom. She pulls the kiddos teeth when they need to come out (even though it totally disgusts her), she sews, she cooks, she cleans, and still finds time to play with her kiddos.

Im proud of my older sister as she deals with A's illness. Alot of mom's would have given up but she has helped miss A battle her cancer head on. She continues to got to school, while also traveling up her for chemo's and other appointments.

So That's my family. I could brag more. I am so grateful that they are my family and I know my dad would be proud