This marks the start of another holiday season without dad. This year everyone in staying at their respective homes. Jack is in Colorado, Amanda is in New England, I am in Texas, and Mom is in Arizona. The holidays are a time for remembrance and also a time to be thankful for all the inspiration that Dad has brought to us.

“We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears.  We must not demean life by standing in awe of death”  ~David Sarnoff

It was two years ago this week that Dad walked me down the isle, danced with me, and gave a speech welcoming Brendan to the family. It was also this week two years ago that I last played miniature golf with Dad. He is always in my thoughts. I miss being called Mandy! But I just wish I could sit down with him and have an intellectual conversation— I do miss those. At least the genes were passed on to his children, so we can still have those types of conversations. I thank God everyday for the amazing family that I have/had.