6 months

It's been six months. I can't even believe it. One day it feels like just yesterday we were planning a funeral, and the next it feels like it's been FOREVER. I felt better, I thought i was doing better.....but lately. I don't know. I don't know if it's the summer and the fact that we spent so much time at my parents house in the summer, that it just doesn't feel right this summer without my dad. Or maybe it's the fact that things are happening and i just really wish he was here. He never got to see Jeremy's house, where I'm now living. He never got to see Sarah swim in the pool or see Kanyon's new Mohawk.

I've spent some time recently going through the old photos at my mom's house. I want to make copies for my brother and I and get all the photos saved onto disks. It's pretty hard. So many memories. So many good times. So many tears from just looking at them. My plan is to make a few photo books for my family of all the old pictures so we'll have them forever. Here are just a few of the ones I've found so far.

Dad and I goofing off

on his motorcycle, which my brother is fixing up

I love this photo, he was on his bike


my parents- so young

George and Dad

Dad and I at Easter