{i love the way...}

YOU LOVE HER.

You are the best Daddy to our little girl.

She loves, admires, and wants to be just like you.

The relationship that you two share is beautiful.

I never in my wildest dreams could of expected to be married

to such an amazing man that wants so much for his family and would do

anything to put a smile on his girls' faces.

We LOVE you.

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You LOVE me.

You have always been there for me, for our family, and for my family.

You will always be the one I call.  Because my dad knows everything.

You have been such an example to me.

You are so strong... even against all the odds.

I LOVE that I know that you are there at the drop of a hat.

Thank you.

For being my dad.

For ALWAYS loving me.

I love you.

 {this next picture totally set up}

Shay: "dad please smile big.  Show her I am your favorite."

what ev.

I still LOVE you both.

HAPPY FATHERS DAY.

I am so blessed to have two strong men in my life.

I LOVE you both so very much!

xoxo, bree

i HATE polycythemia.

{Addie & Papa}

Life and its curve balls...
My dad has had polycythemia vera, going on 15 years. But I am sure he hates it more.
My dad is strong... but damn damn damn I hate what this has done to him.

This past Thursday, my mom called me at work. She called to tell me that my they just left the Dr. and my dad had stage 5 kidney failure. I melted.
They sent them home only to tell them to wait for a call with a plan, depending on the blood draw they had just done. They called at 11:30 to tell him that his potassium levels were at a lethal level and to get to the ER. I was told to stay put and they would call me if anything changes - dad was fine. Well you see, I can't. I am the favorite daughter, the oldest, and I am in charge {or so I think}.
I went to the ER. The Dr.'s said his kidney's were still not functioning - but yet he was still able to urinate. They also said with a potassium level that was that high, it should be showing on the EKG - which it was not. My dad was uncomfortable, but seemed "okay". I left the hospital, they were going to admit him. He has now developed a stomach pain, that he said was awful. My dad isn't a baby - if he says it hurts - it hurts. They released him on Sunday and they are doing an upper GI today. Please pray that it is something minimal. I love my dad. He is my hero, my daddy. And the unknown drives my crazy.