Vacation With My Dad

One of the things I specifically remember about my dad is how much he loved his time in Germany.  He spent about a year there when he served in the Army and he always talked about how amazing he thought the country and its people were.  He kept a photo album of his adventures in... Continue Reading →

Pictures in His Wallet

I found your wallet, dad.  It had been hiding in the box of your things I've been carrying around all these years and never opened.  I recently decided it was time to find out anything and everything I could about your life and doing so meant opening the box.  I finally felt strong enough to... Continue Reading →

My Costa Rican Dad

This time 3 years ago, I was heading home from a mission trip to Costa Rica.  I decided to travel to this beautiful country with a group called e3 Partners on a trip where I thought I would be used to change lives.  I could not have been more wrong about how that turned out.... Continue Reading →

Surviving Father’s Day

I have spent the last 20 years without my dad on Father's Day and I know firsthand that all of us who are fatherless dread this day.  Some who are fatherless would give everything they have to be able to hug their dad one last time and tell him how much he means.  Others are... Continue Reading →

His Favorite Color was Blue

Like many of us who lost a parent young, I have very few memories left of my dad. Throughout my life, it's been tough to discern whether or not the ones I have are actual memories or a creation of the perfect dad I would like to hold on to.  The vivid memories that I do... Continue Reading →

30. Single. Fatherless.

I’ve been fatherless since I was 10 years old. Dad had a courageous battle with cancer and passed away in our home while I sat next to his bedside. I could tell you all the vivid details of his passing (it’s one of the only things I remember from my childhood) but I’ll spare you.... Continue Reading →

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