Daddy, yesterday was Father's day. Yesterday was the first Father's day that I wasn't with you. You were in Minneapolis, I was in Kansas City. It's scary to think about next year - where you might be and where I might be. But what's scarier to me is what might happen in between. Between yesterday and next year. Between today and the next time I see you.

You don't think like that. You're different than most people, dad. Your focus is now. The impact you can make for eternity, now. The people who need you, now. The family you love, now. Moments of weakness? You have them too. But your life is marked by endurance. Courage. Legacy.

Few people see that legacy more intimately than your family; and I'm blessed to be one of them. I'm blessed to call you my daddy.

Happy belated Father's Day, daddy! And may you see many, many more. :)

Note: This was originally a post about another one of my products - books! But then... it sorta morphed... Sorry.... :)

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Yesterday, I left this on the table for my parents.

We've been planning it for about two months now...

(View my post on hope here)

A memory. A tribute. A testament.

(View my post on change here)

To this whole past year. To this marriage. To them.

(View my post on perseverance here)

I laid out pictures, picked words, and connected them with verses.

I've blogged most of these pictures, but I wanted them to have something.

(View my post on live here)

Something tangible.

(View my post on support here)

A book of memories, for them to enjoy together.

(View my post on "enjoying" my father here)

It started out as an anniversary present, turned into a Father's day gift, and ended up being a random June 26th surprise for them.

Life gets busy I guess...

But, nonetheless, we did it. Me and my four sibs.

(View my post on endurance here)

I put the book together...

And we all signed it.

A tribute to my parents.