Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there!
One thing that really sticks out from my childhood about my dad is the way he supported me in everything I did. Growing up, he watched every single sports game of mine he could – softball, basketball, volleyball, and even the dreaded cold and rainy soccer games. My mom and dad would even travel to my away games. They even came to my away games when I played college volleyball…which was states away at times!
Aside from getting involved by taking me to and from games, practices, parades, etc, my dad also showed his support in a more literal sense…by coaching my softball team for a number of summers.
(I took these pictures the other day at a baseball diamond near my house. As you can guess, my dad’s extremely supportive of my blog as well. He even let me borrow-for-a-long-time his EOS 40D Cannon – just because he says I’d use it more than him – for the blog. He’s been encouraging me to learn more about it – the artsy schtuff, so I did. And when I saw the baseball diamond I got a little nostalgic, and knew exactly what my next picture subject would be
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My dad didn’t really have much coaching experience, so I know he did it just for me.
There were some years I wasn’t even good!
I’d be at the end of the batting list, but he’d still be there, encouraging and supporting me.
I eventually got better and better at softball, and even got a home run once or twice!
And he was there…cheering me on:)
He’s stand right by first base, telling me what if I should run or stay.
Thanks for always being there for me, cheering me on throughout my life, Dad!
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I’ll be back later tonight or tomorrow morning with a recap post of father’s day weekend – with a lot of sun, fun, and FOOD, but wanted to tribute a special post just to the dad’s out there!
Hope you’re all having a fantastic weekend:)










My dad is SOOO similar to yours. He was always there and watched every track meet and gymnastics meet I ever competed in! He even drove with Kentucky to watch a track meet where I didnt do very well, but he was SOOO proud that his little girl could run on varsity!!
We are both very lucky:)
Dad checks your blog several times a day, even though he never posts a reply. You are still the apple of his eye, and there are tears in both his eyes after he read this post.