Father's Day...

This Father's Day is a sad one.  Exactly one year ago today, on Father's Day, my dad was diagnosed with esophageal cancer.  Today also marks 3 months since he passed away.

This picture was taken a little over a year ago, right before he was diagnosed...

I miss him.  I really do... I miss hearing his voice and talking with him and getting his opinion and just knowing he's there.

Chris is also gone, which makes Father's Day harder...

Chris is everything I knew he'd be as a father... loving, patient, and kind.  From every day, little things to the very big moments... Chris always does the honest, right thing and I believe that is the most important example to set for the boys.

On a happy note, Grandpa and Ita came down for a visit this weekend so we were able to celebrate Father's Day with them.  We had a great weekend together!

The big boys love wrestling with Grandpa and try to "pin" him...

Grandpa brought out James's BB gun for him to shoot...

While Marta and I were getting a pedicure, the boys were also busy...

Hmmm...

Look what Grandpa found in our backyard-- 

a real Indian arrowhead!  Super cool.

I'll spend this Father's Day thinking of the two most important men in my life... Chris and my dad.  I love and miss them so very much.