Sunday, June 16, 2013

Thank you, Dad

 Thank you, Dad, for recording me laughing when I was a baby and making the guys at work listen to it.  Thank you also for telling me about this over and over throughout my childhood.  It made me feel so loved.


 Thank you for having James Taylor's "Smiling Face" all cued up every time you picked me up from school, so we could sing it as "Mustard Face" at the top of our lungs all the way home.  Thanks for the time you came home from work and took me to Grandma's to swim during a rainstorm just because I had said that I wanted to swim in the rain sometime.  Thank you for bringing home a gigantic pumpkin when my seeds didn't grow enough in time for me to have my own Halloween pumpkin like I had hoped.  Thank you for the "heat out" game we played in the car - maybe it helped prepare us for the scorching hot trip up to Utah when I was in college and we had to run the heater to keep my little car from overheating while we drove through the desert.  I always felt like I was important to you - more important than work, money, hobbies, convenience, or anything else.


 Thank you for not being angry when I wiped out the side of the car on the neighbor's brick wall when I was 16, or when I ran out of gas on the bridge and snarled up traffic and you had to come save me.  Thank you for crying every time I left to go back up to college after being home on break.  I have never, ever doubted your love for me and have appreciated how in tune you have always been with how I was feeling.


Thank you for always telling me that I was the best.  Whether I was in a school play, or a choir concert, or was running for Student Body office, you always told me that I was the best - that I stole the show, that I was the most qualified, the smartest, the most beautiful.  I believed you.  It gave me the courage to pursue my dreams and try new things. 


Thank you for loving my mother with your whole soul.  It gave me strength and security and showed me how I should expect to be treated by a man.  I looked for someone like you, and found someone who has treated me like a queen everyday.


Thank you for praying with me every night at bedtime for as long as I can remember.  Thank you for showing me by your example how important scripture study was.  Thank you for making the sacrifices you did to be at the temple with me the day I was married.  I will never be able to adequately tell you how much that meant to me.


Most of all, thank you for always being exactly what I needed.  I will never forget the night we put together my wedding centerpieces.  I was tired, I was stressed, and I was crabbing at everyone.  You shook your head and said, "Two more days, and you're someone else's headache."  The statement was so out-of-character, it was hysterically funny, and a good laugh was exactly what I needed right then.


I thank my Heavenly Father for sending me to you.  No little girl ever had a better father.  I love you. 


2 comments:

  1. Brigette, I only told you how beautiful and awesome you were because it was true. I feel humbled by the fact that God entrusted you to me. You still are an awesome kid.

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  2. That was the sweetest tribute and the sweetest by your dad back to you. LOVED IT!

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