My Dad loved to travel. Plain and simple. We were fortunate enough to tag along on all of the wonderful trips that he and my Mom took growing up. (Well, most of them, they took a few trips to be alone as well :). My Dad loved trying new things, seeing new places, meeting new people and trying new food. He taught us to appreciate these trips and treasure our time together as a family. Whether we were boarding the wrong train in Paris, falling down a ski slope in Colorado, or getting kicked out of the Sistene Chapel in Italy - we were together.
Today will be 8 years since my Dad's passing. I still miss him like it was yesterday - but I am so thankful for our many memories together. Josh and I plan to continue these wonderful memories with our family.
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