My Dad

In retrospect, I believe my father knew about the power of forgiveness. As if forgiving others and himself gave him a license to enjoy his life to the fullest. For my dad, was the epitome of “dancing as if no one was watching.” He would don on a Speedo and dance on the picnic table at the neighborhood outing while everyone cheered him on. With the limited resources that my father had in all areas of his life, my father was a happy, joyful man who loved to bring out the best in all of us.  And I believe that would not have been possible into his 87 years of life without his knowledge and practice of forgiveness. One of the best lessons that I learned by merely observing my dad.

Dad getting down!