Posted October 23, 2006
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My Husband
He is so much like me, but with some stellar qualities I do not want to posses. He can fix anything, just ask him. He is brave beyond what I think I capable of being.
My Dad
I loved that he would yell so loud at every meet I ever had. If he missed one or two I hardly noticed, because I knew he was cheering for me anyway. He had high standards for me and was not embarrassed at appearing ‘hypocritical,’ he was busy being a parent & wanted better for me. I loved him first & I love him still.
Uncle Lonnie
(AKA my kindred spirit) Talking to him is like reading a reading motivational book. He can talk things through with me and is not threatened by my differing ideas. He always has something to talk about that I am interested in, I just like talking to him every chance I get.
Coach Phelps
He was better than a great coach, he was there for me when my family couldn’t be, he modeled a great attitude for life and I love his willingness to grow and change. He was an excellent just-in-time role model.
Grandma Bailey
She does not talk about people. I mean it, at all. Who does that anymore? She is someone I would never want to disappoint…ever. I think that much of her, I love her so much for not giving me everything I wanted or putting up with crap when I was a kid. I knew she loved me as much as anyone who might have been tempted to do such things, but she made the right call not to try & solve my childhood with things/money. I love her.
