So I know I haven't written in a few days and for that I apologize. I just have been kinda stuck on what to write about. There are so many things that I know I want to talk about that narrowing it down is really difficult for me. However, I finally decided on what to talk about. So here is a little pic to see if you can guess what I am going to talk about.
Here lately I have been really missing my dad. If you know me at all in person than I'm sure you know I am definetly a daddy's girl. I love my mom more than words could ever describe but me and my dad just share a different connection, one that I will always cherish and that will forever make me Daddy's little girl. It all started when I was just a few months old. My mom and my dad were in a argument and so my dad decided to put me in the car and drive to what is called the Bountiful Temple. When we arrived my dad picked me up and held me in his arms and right then and there he gave me what is called a Father's Blessing. I cannot tell you what was said in that blessing but I know that then and there it was just me, my earthly father, and my heavenly father. At that moment my dad knew that me and him would share a special bond for the eternities to come and not only that but it would grow stronger and stronger as the years went on.
Since that moment I have received countless blessings from my father and it is something that I will forever cherish and hold very dear to my heart. They are something that I always look forward to. When I was a little girl he would hold me in his arms on Sunday mornings and we would dance together in our living room. These are the things that matter most the moments that matter most, this is the bond that will only get stronger.
Now if you have read my previous blog posts you will know that my childhood was very hectic and because of that my dad was constantly working. He is the most hardworking person I have ever met. He has always done nothing but worked just so that my family and I could have food to eat and clothes to wear and a roof over our heads. He has had to sacrafice on numerous occasions and I know that he has made sacrifices that I haven't even been aware of but all of them because of the love he has for his family. The love that my parents share for each other is one that I envy. One that I can only hope me and my husband will have one day! I know that there isn't anything that my parents wouldn't do for each other or for their children.
Now because my dad has had to work so much he hasn't always been there for every sporting event or for every recital or award, but I can tell you this. My dad has been there for every important moment in my life. My dad is there no matter what when it matters most. The things that I will be able to carry with me into the eternities and the memories that I will be able to carry with me are the moments that my dad has been there. For that I would give up every soccer game or award. Because those things are not the things that matter most.
Fast forward through the years and one evening me and my dad were sitting in the car in our driveway late at night. Right there we just talked and talked. In our conversation my dad at one point turned to me and said, "Kennedy, I am sorry. I am sorry that I have failed. Failed at being a father. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. But most importantly I am sorry that I have not been able to give you all the things of this world that you desire." Now granted, my family definitely is not in society's term, "RICH", but my dad has always gave me everything I need in life to help me succeed and to make it through the every day life. Money and the things of this world don't mean a single thing. They are not the things you will be carrying with you into the eternities to come. I can tell you right now. In no way have I ever thought of my dad as a failure and it broke my heart to hear him say those words. My dad has taught me so many things that I will be able to carry with me and things I will be able to teach my children. He has been able to teach the value of hard work. He has been able to teach me how to be responsible and independent. To be loving and to show compassion for all of those around me. I know that my dad might not be able to see it but to me he is the greatest man I have ever met. I will never be able to put my feelings into words for how much I love and appreciate him and all that he has done for me and those around me.
If you know my father at all, He is one of the most giving and compassionate and selfless people I know. He is constantly trying to help those around him and he is always giving even at times when he has nothing to give he is still giving all he has to those around him and the needy. He is the exact definition of Love and service. He is humble and meek, a leader, and a great example to everyone. He is a true disciple of Jesus Christ and is someone I hope to be like, I love my dad and I know that through the years that love will grow even stronger.
Well I love you all and I will write soon. Have a great day everyone!