When I was a kid, I never would've imagined that I would, as an adult, love history as much as I do. I really couldn't stand it when I was a kid. I am convinced that much of my love of the things I can touch, see, imagine what they were like, know why they are the way they are now because of what they were, comes from my parents, and their endless efforts to show me & my sissy life outside of west central Florida. Don't get me wrong, I love Florida, I love where I'm from...but I know I love other places because my parents helped foster that love. Talking today with Girl Scouts, planning our year, and churning that over in my mind today, the way I tend to do, made me go, "Oh! Mom and Dad. Thank you".
I hope to be as influential in my children's thoughts when they're adults as my parents are in mine. Mom, I love you so much. Dad, I love you so much, and I miss you so much. Thank you for being the best parents ever. I don't take anything for granted......because of you.
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