Thursday, Dad and The White Sticky Frosting

So my parents got married in December of 1983, when I was seven. Yep, second marriage for my Mom and I. I’m not sure I loved the idea of my new Dad at first <more on that another time>… we had a slow beginning. Just kinda getting used to eachother. I only mention that for …

MAKE THE TIME!

So we had Dad’s Celebration of Life this past weekend.  It was a beautiful gathering of family, friends and neighbors. Including all of his favorite things. At his favorite place: his pool and his home. We got a taco truck and had outdoor games, swimming, drinks. All of it. Heartfelt toasts. Laughter. Music. Way too …