Despite going to the Denver zoo, dinners, and movies with friends, I knew I would miss Father's Day (back home)
and
I knew it would be tough.
And it was.
I made it all day....
Busy with spoiling Ry for his day. He deserved it.
He treats me like a queen always....I wanted to do the same back.
We were busy making Ry happy: sleeping in, breakfast in bed, kids homemade cards,
primary songs at church, his favorites treats: strawberry shortcake, ice cold cokes (in a bottle), hoops with the boys...
I love Ry with all my heart.
He is such a good daddy and such a good hubby. He deserves the world. And that we tried to give.... and we did, he was happy.. (no pic here..RY is in bed with his jammies! it's cute :)
It was his day...
But last night, just for a moment, I was sad...
I knew my family was getting together for my dad at 6:30.
Mentally, I tried not to look at the clock knowing it was the first big family event I would miss...
but the house got quiet, the boys watching an old NBA classic game, I was alone for awhile.
I looked at the clock, 5:45.
Darn, I would be getting my dessert ready and ushering the kids out the door to get up to mom and dad's.
But tonight I wasn't.
We were home for the night.
No rushing off to Grandparents, no seeing family, sister's, parents, cousins.
No family, just us.
So instead, an idea: a walk around the lake.
A walk to get out, to clear my mind, to get the kids out. To spend time with Ry on Father's day....
but (also in my mind) a walk to start to create our own memories.
That concept I already understood.....moving away meant it was just us.
Last night I needed a reminder...
The Stott's have a new life, a new beautiful life...
Quit feeling sorry for myself, quit moping around and looking at the clock.
It was time. Time to get out...
And out we did.
It was lovely!
So lovely, just what I needed, what my heart needed.
My dad knows I love him so much. What a great father I have, a legacy, an example to me. A man I love and respect more than anything.
And I also have a man that I love dearly and so grateful for.
A good thought to remember.
I switched my attitude and cheered up....
I smiled and we walked around the lake.
My little family with Ry...
We saw fish, cranes, birds of all types, bullfrogs, and of course lots and lots of bunnies!
At the end Ry and I watched the boys go bunny catching....
the boys were running and running trying to catch those little white tails...
Ry and I enjoyed the moment together...it was sunset.
The sun was dipping below the horizon, creating an orange glow, a warm breeze was blowing...
we talked about how gratefulwe are for our families.
It was a great father's day indeed.
Oh yes it was.
All the men in my life, I am grateful for.
And grateful for new traditions and new things.
Missed you all back home, had a "moment"
and
now
I am good to go...
Love you Ry, love you Dad!
Happy Father's Day!
xo!