To say Happy Birthday to my Dad. He turns 90 years old today.
You would not believe how many words are churning around inside me, wishing to fill up this screen. I could tell you a zillion stories about my dad. Really, a zillion. But if I did that, I’d be here for days and I still need to call him and then turn my attention to this young adult short story cycle I am writing. Here’s what you need to know about my dad: The best parts of me come from him. My blue eyes, my love of good friends, music, dancing and my absolute certainty that smiling makes the day better.
You danced me off to bed when I was small. You gave me advice when I got tall. You answered the phone no matter how late I called. You were big and strong, my everything, my all. I love you Dad. Happy Birthday.
Quotable Tuesday will return next week.