Holdin' Hands

When we were little, Daddy loved to walk with us, his pointer finger tightly gripped in our little hands. He told me on several occasions that he cherished those memories and that he couldn't wait to create those same memories of strolls with the grand babies, while they held his finger.

While he, mom and Shawn David were here over spring break, we all went to Six Flags. Mom was pushing Grace along, with Daddy walking beside Grace. Grace just reached up and grabbed her Poppy's finger. They walked around like that for quite a while. I am so thankful that he was able to have that memory. I am even more grateful that I was there to see it.



We miss you more and more, Daddy.

Aimee