My Dad...

Here are Nate and my Dad a week after his surgery. He had 18" of bowel removed and they found a small spot they took off of his liver. We were glad to see him up!

We took Lucky to cheer up my Dad. Here she is making sure he is ok. They are so cute together!

I wanted to write about my Dad for a while now. I do love him so much. This has been a big scare for all of us. He was in a lot of pain for a year before they found out he had colon cancer. He now looks forward to 5-7 months of chemo. It was like he was 74 not 64 overnight. I always picture my Dad young and strong. He has slowed down a lot. We will be talking and he will look at me with his beautiful blue eyes and say "How are you Wendy. I worry about you." I tell him I am fine and doing good. That seems to make him feel better. I remember riding on his back like a horse going to bed. We would wait till he got home and climb on him. We all went to work with him and always walked around with a ball of putty fixing walls or getting a paint brush for him. I don't think my Dad ever stopped. I do love you Dad! You have the kindest heart I know. Life has not been easy for him. I know that he has always done the best that he could. I am so lucky and blessed to be your daughter!