Thankful

I was thinking yesterday about my dad. Father's day is coming up and my dad isn't here with me. I believe that he is in Heaven. I was thinking about all of the good times.

For instance... my dad always wanted my sister and I to face our fears. So we wouldn't be afraid, of the dark he would make a maze in the basement out of the cushions from our couches....my sister and I would craw threw. He would turn out the lights and poke his hands through the holes and tickle us.

He took us to cedar point often. I had never been on a roller coaster and he took me to the tallest (then) one.... the magnum. He told me that if i could go on this coaster i could go on any one in the park.

While skiing, he would take me up on the bunny hill.... (being young it felt like a mountain to me). We would go down together. I would be between his skis and held on tight to his arms.

One time we went to Disney world and they had a water park. They had this one slide that was SOOOOO tall and very very steep. He took me on it. I did have to go down my myself but he was in the slide next to me and we landed in the pool at the bottom together.

I never really had a choice with all of these things....he just kinda brought me to them. I didn't have to to face my fears and to be honest i really wasn't afraid of them. Probably becuase he was my dad; i trusted him and loved him and knew he would keep me safe.