Today would've been my Dad's 78th birthday... :( And though I miss him every day, somehow days like today are generally more difficult for me. In looking for the picture that I posted below, I went through an old family album last night that I haven't looked through in a few years and as I did, I realized something... Instead of being sad that he hasn't been in my life for the past 14 years, I should just be happy that he was in my life for as long as he was. Some people don't have great relationships with their fathers and some don't have fathers at all, but I had a great one, for 21 years... So though today may be a sad day, I've realized I should probably look at the brighter side and just feel extremely blessed that he was in my life at all...
Taken when I was 4 years old
On a much different note, today is another anniversary of sorts... Eight years ago Mark & I brought home a little fuzzy creature from the pet store. We had no idea at the time that she would bring so much joy into our lives or that a little thing could have such a hold on our hearts. Eight years ago, Sydney dog was introduced to us and we were never quite the same again (nor was our house - or carpet) ;)
Almost a week after we brought her home... What a tiny little thing she was!! :)