
This picture of my Dad is framed and stored with all our Christmas decorations. I love pulling it out each year and seeing
"His eyes- how they twinkled! His dimples- how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!" Shortly after Thanksgiving my Dad would start growing out his beard for the holidays. In his early years he had to paint in the white, but later on, the white beard was all-natural and the only thing painted were his eyebrows! My Dad dressed up as Santa for all the ward Christmas parties and the kids LOVED him. Christmas was his favorite time of the year!
November 30th marked the five year anniversary since my dad passed-away. It makes me sad to think that Adam never got to meet him. They actually remind me a lot of each other, especially their love for food. I know Charlie knows his Grandpa, not here on earth, but I am sure they were hanging out together in heaven before Charlie was born. Not only is Charlie named after his Grandpa, but he looks like him too! They both have a stocky build with no necks, round cheeks, and twinkly-squinty eyes when they smile.
Thinking of my Dad really makes me want to cherish this holiday season. I have many memories as a child of my dad crying on Christmas morning.
Like the year our dog came running into the house with a bow tied to his neck, or the year we got a Nintendo from Santa even after mom and dad said "No way!" My dad was always standing in the background with tears of JOY, so happy to see his kids so excited. He also always surprised my mom with a special gift every year. After all the presents were unwrapped he would stand up and pull a gift out with my moms name on it. It was usually some jewelery or a plane ticket for my mom to fly to see her sister for a weekend. I cherish those memories. I bet my Dad continues to cry tears of
JOY from watching his family grow and seeing the love we all have for him and for each other.