If yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my father's arms and tell him they're from me.
Tell him that I love and miss him, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon
his cheek, and hold him for awhile. Remembering him is easy, I do it everyday,
there is an ache... in my heart that will never go away.
My dad was my hero and example. Everyday of his life was a struggle and and test of his faith and endurance to survive the life he was asked to live. Never once did he ever complain or ask why me? Instead he gave his all to his family and loved with all of his heart completely.
This time of year, the summer time I am reminded of him and miss him even more. Fathers Day and his Birthday June 22nd always remind me of him and make me miss him especially.
I am thankful to a loving father in Heaven who gave me every single memory, moment and day spent with my dad while he was here with us. I am thankful to know that my family is sealed for time and all eternity and that this mortal existence is a small moment in time and that I will one day soon be with my Dad again forever.
My other hero is my Grandpa Dean. When my Dad passed away he stepped in no questions asked and has always been more than a grandpa he has been like a father to me. I am thankful for him and honored my middle name is after him.
I also pay honor to my Dad's Father Gene Adams who I never got the chance to meet during this life and look forward to meeting him someday.
Dad I love you so much and this day remember and love you with all my heart. I am blessed beyond measure to get to have you as my dad. I miss you so much and await the day when we will be together again forever.