Tonight I spent the night looking through old pictures of my trip to Europe and some mementos from my childhood. I love the fact that growing up I had a father who traveled, who brought me back bits and pieces from around the world. To be able to bring into my class tomorrow a Chinese calendar from 1998 or a writing set from China is an awesome thing. I love that I can bring in pictures from my trips to Europe and stories from traveling around Europe. But, at the same time, looking at the things my dad gave me really miss him.
Its odd how random things cause you to think of people you lost. Whether it is something as simple as students asking what your dad does or hearing a song that reminds you of him. For some reason, today was one of those days. And tomorrow will be a great day to tell about the amazing things MY DAD did in his incredible life:o)
