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wearing shorts for you dad!!

so i just got home from seeing nights in rodanthe. not what i had expected at all. WOW! i wont say too much in case any of you are going to go see it, but it definitely fueled my day of "daddy thinking". i have thought about dad all day. its funny, all these little things are bringing back memories of him. like this morning. i was brushing my teeth and my head flooded with the smell of listerine mouth wash that i used to smell after my dad kissed me in the morning before leaving for work. or earlier when i was eating peanut butter. i loved how my dad spread his english muffins every morning with either it or jelly. he was so simple. i am so much like him. god damn, where is he. and why is he not back yet. this business trip is lasting a tad too long.

you know i learned a lot about myself and life while he was sick. i learned how to take care of someone else so selflessly, and not care what it takes to make someone smile. i learned how to love trimming my dads nose hairs, his eyebrows, his hair, and feed him. i learned that no matter how bad he looked, smelled or confused he got, he was always the most perfect father and man i will ever know. i learned to love imperfections, and find the best in every situation. i learned to be more patient. i became a better person. i think to learn all that i have at 24 is a blessing. i want to thank everyone that is on team kelley. i celebrate john kelley everyday and am so sad, lost and scared that he is gone. i will never be the same. at this moment i am crying just thinking about all that we have lost and will never again have back. i am sorry for the world.

but, in his memory, even in this 40 degree weather, i am wearing shorts. in his honor. I LOVE YOU DAD!!!!!!!


oh ya, the shorts!!! so funny...i remember the first time i visited in the winter...and he was in shorts...i thought he was originally from new england (because thats what we idiots do up there when its above freezing) hahaha! guess Illinois is just as cold! :)

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