To the amazing man who took this picture seven years ago and right afterwards said, "Come home...please come home so we can help you get your life back and beat whatever health problem you are fighting" (long before we knew it was Lyme, Skin Cancer and multiple other health issues) and who has prayed thousands of prayers for me and over me, who has wiped away tears, given countless hugs, embraced me completely, who has sat at 45 hospital visits with me, taken me to thousands of doctors appointments and kept me smiling each time, who has brought laughter to my hurting heart, who sacrifices in hundreds of ways everyday, who has helped me start running again (physically and figuratively) and who has lived the definition of what it means to be a "dad" in every important sense of the word...I love you and am so blessed to call you "daddy". Happy Father's Day my precious hero today and everyday.
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