I'm going to write Days 17 & 18 together and write them as one. I wanted to give them both a day, but it's impossible to write about my Dad without writing about my Mom and vice versa. But while they are so entwined in my life, they are still two whole, individual people. Days 17 &18 seemed fitting.
I am thankful for my mom and my dad. They are, to put it simply, great parents. They weren't (and aren't) perfect, but they have a sense of humor about life and about themselves that makes us (almost) forget that. My mom is kind and shy. She will do anything for those that she loves. Her life is marked by that service. She is creative and beautiful and generous. My dad is loving and protective. He feels deeply and laughs often. He is a teacher and a friend. Together they are godly parents and doting grandparents. They gave me wonderful childhood, not full of stuff, but full of love and memories and strength. They love my children fiercely and remind me (often) of the wonderful things about them when I forget. I am blessed by their legacy and their love.
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