Here is another page I've been dying to create. I used a sketch from my crazy-talented friend Alda Stevens at Pages in Time to create the basic design.
I met my Dad for the first time since I was 5 years old when I was 29 years old. He had been diagnosed with cancer and told his family he wanted to meet his kids before he dies. Long story short, they found us. Soon after me and my two siblings travelled the few hours to his hospital room. As we walked in, there wasn't a dry eye in the room as he quietly called us each by name as we approached. It amazed me that he knew who was who even though he hadn't seen us in more than 20 years. I spent my entire life thinking my Dad didn't want me, didn't love me, had never looked back afer he and my mom divorced. After our meeting I discovered that he had spent his life looking for us, only to be stopped by my mom each time he got close. We met in March 1990 and he passed away exactly one year to the week later. Meeting my father and getting to know him changed my life forever.
I treasure this photo of my Dad. I've heard stories of his big personality and flirty ways and this picture epitomizes that image of him for me.