My dad, Papa, is spending his 71st birthday in heaven. I can only imagine how spectacular that must be. I miss him terribly but am so thankful for the years I had with him, what a wonderful father, husband, brother, uncle, friend and Papa he was. He took Neil in as his own son and treated him and loved him in that way, and I know he still does. Neil and my dad are two peas in a pod, and since Neil's dad passed when he was a baby; he was grateful to have the presence of my dad close by. Addi was his first grand baby, and he was so proud of her. Cal adored his Papa and always went to the movies with him. For years after he passed, Cal would no longer go to the movies. Somewhere along the way, I think Papa told him it was okay to go without him; and he started going with us again a few years ago. Drew was born on his birthday, and I will always remember that huge grin on his face. He always said "She was the best birthday present ever." Bryna doesn't remember much about Papa, but she enjoys hearing the funny stories about him and how much he loved his grand kids. Elliot never had the pleasure of meeting her Papa, but she is his spitting image; and I look at that baby picture of her every day and see his face. It is a wonderful reminder of what he brought to our lives. Anyone who knew him would say they were blessed to know him, and I am so thankful for all of the blessings he shared!
Happy Birthday Dad!