Since Father's Day is Sunday, I thought I would dedicate this blog to my dear dad- Bill Bryan. Since having grandchildren, he is now affectionately known as Pops. I know I am probably a LITTLE bit partial, but I'm pretty sure that my dad is the best dad in the world. Not only did he survive living in a house full of women, but he provided (and still does) the services of a handyman, a coach, a counselor, a driver's ed teacher, a referee, and much more. He put up with nose rings, running late, strange boyfriends (my sister's), numerous wrecks/tickets (mine), and he still loved us unconditionally.
Some of my fondest memories are of the Father/Daughter trips that my dad took Liz and I on during our formative years. We went camping, canoeing, biking, hiking, ropes-coursing, skiing, and loved every minute of it. He instilled a spirit of adventure, confidence, and independence in me that makes me the woman I am today. He has been the portrait of a loving father that I know my husband strives to emulate.
Here are some photos that capture the essence of Pops. Some were scanned, mind you- sorry about the quality!
Harper and Pops- 2008
Father's Day 1990
Liz and I look thrilled and my dad has on some SWEET shorts
Rocky Mountain National Park- 2000
Destin, Florida- 2002
My wedding day- 2004
Harper and Pops- 2008
Dad, you are a Godly man who has taught me more than you could EVER imagine. You are the best Pops a girl could have. I love you up to the moon! Happy Father's Day!
