Thank you for wanting me and always telling the story of how you rejoiced over my birth so much that you yelled out the window “I have a girl.”
Thanks for reading to us growing up. The books you read shaped the beliefs and worldviews I hold. It was hearing about the missionaries around the world that led me to study Intercultural Studies. Thank you.
Thank you for teaching me to fish and taking us fishing as kids. I love that we did that as a family and I can do it with my kids.
Thank you for all the music lessons you paid for, I love that I can play the piano and even the violin some.
Thank you for always setting us an example of a man of God, and that you have never lived a double life at home and work.
Thanks for all the prayers, tears and love.
I love you Daddy!