about my dad. I think about him everyday, but he’s been on my mind a lot this week. This past Tuesday marks 1 year since he passed away.
I miss him, but I’m pretty sure he’s been watching over everything we do. I’m pretty sure he has watched Mandy enjoy her first year of ballet, cheered Dallin as he made some awesome hits at baseball, kissed Layton’s boo-boos right along with us, and laughed at all of the crazy funny things they do. I keep thinking how much I wish he could be here to watch Dallin get baptized next month and to stand in the circle to give Dallin the gift of the Holy Ghost. It just doesn’t quite seem fair that he won’t be. I have a feeling though he wouldn’t miss it and that he’ll be there in spirit.