My Dad's Birthday

Today is my Dad's birthday. The other day he wrote a blog about climbing trees. Sometimes I don't think he's aged a day over 18, and that's the way he likes it. 

Most kids grow up with parents who harp on them about responsibility and limitations, but I was born overly cautious and serious and it was my parents who taught me to dream, take risks, and to find the humor in life and in each other.

This is my Dad trying to surf five years ago. He fell off the board all day long but he never stopped trying, and he had a blast. Even though he never preaches to me, I learn lessons from him every day.


Although we're up against some challenging times right now, I know my family can fall and get up again...and again and again. I know we still have dreams to dream, risks to take, and a sense of humor to keep us all sane. We've been practicing this for years.


So today, I'm glad for my Dad who helps me understand that life doesn't have to be so serious, even when it is. Happy birthday, Dad.