It's been a while since I talked about my dad on here. My father passed away on April 6, 2007 in the embrace of his family. Today he would have been 65. Always my hero, I'm thankful for what he gave my family and the example he set. It's always a challenge to live up to the standards he set for himself, but I know he's smiling down on all of us today. Well, seeing as how the Cowboys beat the Redskins at home today, he's probably not smiling. Perhaps that's why the clouds rolled in. But I celebrated and remembered him today by going to church. As my Foursquare check-in reminded me today, it's been since six months since I last went to mass. Seeing as how today was the last Sunday in ordinary time, and also the last Sunday running on the "old" Roman Missal, I could almost hear him saying "have fun with that."
Dad, I love and miss you. Happy birthday.