I hadn't seen Union Station. "We'll have an adventure!" she said.  

I must admit, when I think of Kansas City - I think of flat fields.

But there's so much more than corn and empty space...

Not only does it span two states, but it has gorgeous skylines, epic architecture, and beauty at every turn.

Not to mention amazingly historic epicness.

So with my awesome tour guide (thanks Emily!)....

And my camera in hand...

We wandered into restricted areas...

Odd Irish shops....

Hiked up mountains...

(Ok, so it wasn't a mountain, but it was hot. And the hill was huge.)

And celebrated our tour with lemonade.

And there's still more I haven't seen.

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. :)