If my Dad would have lived, he would have been 66 years old yesterday. Unfortunately, we lost him suddenly and unexpectedly when he was at the very young age of 41. I was 11 years old. Dad's passing was especially shocking to me because it was my closest encounter with death up until that point in my life. Now as an adult with children of my own, it is even more evident to me the importance of a father's role in the family. Though my son's father and I are no longer together, I am glad that Jarrett has a Dad who loves him and thankful he has the opportunity to be close to his Dad. I am also grateful for a husband who goes above and beyond to support and love not only his own son, but mine as well.
I wish Dad had gotten the chance to see his children grow up and meet his beautiful grandchildren. I am sure he would be proud of his family.
