Love My Dad

So thankful to have such a sweet father. He taught me many things. I think the greatest being to live close to the Spirit and follow the promptings that come. He did that.

He was a man of faith, loved to serve and taught by example. He was a man of few words. But I loved being with him. We would go on the Peterson runs to get the barrels of old produce to feed the sheep, sometimes never saying a word.

Love and miss you Dad!