Passing things on!

I have always loved talking about my childhood to my kids. I don't mean the "when I was a little girl I walked 5 miles to school so don't complain lecture ( and no.... I didn't) but really telling them about the wonderful memories I have stored in me. Not too long ago, Sierra and I got talking about climbing trees. I told her that we lived in a developement ( until I was 12) and didn't have alot of trees. But I did have a favorite oak tree in our front yard that was perfect for climbing. I told her how I used to grab a book ( I was and still am a huge bookworm) and go outside into the front yard, climb the tree and read my book. Sierra said she thought that was neat. A few weeks later Sierra went into her room and came down with some books. She told me she was going outside to read. A few minutes passed by and I decided to see where she was. Imagine the joy in my  heart when I discovered this!!!

And I looked at her and immediately thought of my Dad...You see... it was my Dad who used to tell me how HE used to sit in a tree and read.  And  that is  how your family lives on in your children long after they are gone.  So Dad, I miss you every day and.... I look at my beautiful little girl, who you never met....who was not born from me, but yet......I so see you in her!!!