Sixteen years ago

It's been sixteen years since we lost my dad in a tragic farming accident. At the time, these were his grandkids...nine littles that he adored. In the years since, nine more grandkids have been added. The baby in this picture from the funeral is now a senior in high school, and the rest have all graduated.  

(Total tangent but isn't Micah adorable? Look at his little belly that kept his shirt from being tucked in!)

In the past, I've covered things he taught me and favorite layouts I've made about him and Father's Days of the past and when we all got together to celebrate ten years of missing him and so much more. 

I miss my dad. But I'm so grateful for the years I had with him. It breaks my heart that his grandkids didn't get that growing up.

That's really all I came here to say today.