So I had the best dad in the whole wide world who never let me forget to say my prayers and we said it every night. He taught me respect, hard work, perseverance, baseball, confidence, moderation, how to love, and how to have fun. He had one of the biggest hearts (metaphorically, speaking, of course; his real heart is actually what killed him) and everybody loved Rod. And today he would have been 62. It's hard to believe he's been gone for going on five years now. And although there's so many things I wish I could share with him, I'm very thankful for the things he taught me and the times we had together. Overall I think he'd be proud of the *adult* daughter he never got to see. And he'd still love my James. <3
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