So after a fun night at a friend’s house warming party (and staying out late when I had work in the morning) I woke up this morning pretty exhausted and I was out of my normal oatmeal for breakfast. While waiting for my mcdonalds drive thru breakfast (don’t judge, I needed something quick and their biscuits are decent) I received a text from my professional paper chair (it’s basically my thesis to graduate from the hotel masters program) that our paper has been selected to be presented at a sustainability conference in Vancouver in January! I’m super excited for this opportunity and as soon as I get the paper finished it will be up for publishing in their academic journal. You can check out the conference website and search for my last name and see my paper!
Now on to my Father’s Day Post. As an only child I’ve always been very close to both my parents. My dad and I are very similar. While that sometimes causes us to clash, we always have gotten along great! My Dad is so supportive in everything I do. He never fails to tell me how proud he is of everything I do. You would never know he is such a softy! He writes the best notes in cards, to the point where they’re so touching they make me cry. My dad also has the talent of buying the best presents. He somehow (I’m not sure how cause he forgets things all time) manages to remember all the little comments you make in a year and will surprise you with a great present. I’m so thankful to have him as a father and I appreciate everything he has done for me in my life. I couldn’t ask for a better role model in my life. I couldn’t even be mad today when my mother sends me a pic of my dad eating at my fav place back east, Zaxby’s, just cause it’s his special day.
|My Papa and Dad at my parent’s wedding rehearsal dinner in 1980.|
Both my grandfathers are no longer with us, but also had a huge impact on my life. My paternal grandfather (who my dad is the spitting image of) was one tough man, but also a very loving and caring man who loved his family. He always made sure to make us all feel loved and was quite the comedian. I was the only grandchild that lived out of town, and I remember even 15 years later, when he told me that he loved me very much even though he didn’t get to see me as much, it didn’t mean he didn’t love me as much as everyone else.
My mother’s father, my granddad as we called him, was a quiet but loving man. He always had a grin on his face and even though he only had granddaughters, he loved to take us fishing and swimming. He made the best scrambled eggs, to the point where I can’t eat them anymore because nothing tastes as good as his.
I’ve been so fortunate to have these great fathers in my life!
Hope you all have a great Father’s Day!