Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes, How Do You Measure, Measure A Year?

Monday marked the one year anniversary of the death of my father. It is so hard for me to believe that one whole year has gone by without him here. 365 days. A lot has happened in the past year. My children have grown up and changed so much. The world has changed so much. One year. We have now made it through every holiday and birthday without him. He was very much missed. How grateful I am for my testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ that teaches that we are eternal beings. That our families, they can be together forever. I know that my father lives on. I know that he watches over us.





On Monday Steve and the kids and I all went to the cemetery with my brother Sam to put new flowers on his grave. That whole day, my mind kept going back to his last day on this earth. How glad I am that I was a part of that day.





I love this picture of my dad. It was taken on a Sunday in September of 2007. I love this picture because I remember this day so well. We were at my parents house for Sunday dinner and it was such a beautiful day so we all went out front to sit on the lawn. The kids brought out the hula hoops and we all had so much fun making fools out of ourselves (hula hooping for anyone over the age of 30 should be limited to the back yard). My dad and I kept trying to outdo each other with the hoops. I love this picture because it shows my dad in his true spirit. He was always goofing off and having fun. Everyone around him had fun.


This is another one of my favorite pictures of my dad. Again it shows his goofy nature. This was taken on Easter in 2004. It was before my parents moved to Utah and my dad was in town visiting. We were outside taking pictures and my dad took Emily's hat and put it on his head.

My dad loved to laugh and he enjoyed life to it's fullest. He was laughing and enjoying life up to his final moment on this earth. He was a great example to me and I will forever be grateful that I was blessed to have him as my father.