...headed off to do what he does best...
...love and support our kids. This time it was Lauren.
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When he suggested we get up at 11:45 PM to drive to Coalville and cheer her on in the...
I seriously considered saying, "Great idea, you go dad and I'll stay here to keep the sheets warm."
...but then I would have missed this...the smile on her face when she saw her dad.
...at this moment right here...I was reminded again why I married him.
...because he will get up at any time of any night and drive any amount of miles to give any of his children anything they need and a lot of things they don't need, but mostly to give them the love they are so deserving of.
...sweet girl was surprised, but not shocked. If there is one thing our children know, if it is at all possible, their dad will be there to hug, cheer and love them at the moments in life when they need him the most.
...and you always run faster with "HOT" pink shoes...and if you know Lala at all, you know it is all about "pink" and "shoes", so when you put the words pink and shoes together...Lala will be at her best.
Coach Coil giving pointers, making observations and giving Lauren an emotional high five.
Combine a bad case of nerves with 36* and you have the shivers. Matthew wrapped his heavy coat around Lauren's shoulders, doing what every good dad does...helping.
Check out her number and just below it is their team name, "Hot Stuff".
Shortly after my dad died Lauren had a major race at school. She was a sophomore and was asked to run with 3 seniors in a relay. She was scared. I gave her one of Daddy's guitar picks and told her to put it in her shoe for good luck, knowing that just remembering him would bring her peace and encourage her to do her best. They set a new record that was only recently broken at Viewmont.
It was the same guitar pick that I carried with me each time I went home following his death to take care of Mother after she was diagnosed with cancer. I would pull it out of my pocket and rub it between my fingers and think of him and I would feel less vulnerable. It was as if he wrapped his arms around me, telling me it would be OK.
There is something about a dad telling you that you can do it that makes a girl believe it.
We waited 3 hours for this moment...the hand off occurred at exactly 3:30 a.m.
...and then she was gone...running into the darkness...
...but I like to think that as she ran off, into the night out of sight, she took with her something a little extra special that the other runners didn't have...the knowledge that her daddy was running right there with her, in her heart, giving her the courage she needed to take the next step.
Happy Father's Day to the best dad ever!
1 comment:
La La rocks, and I love that you guys went up there to support her. It really means so much, even if you just see them for a transistion, that is all it takes. I will never forget how much it meant that Matthew supported me when I did the Ogden tri, he is amazing. Love you.
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