17 years ago today I lost my dad. 💔 He was smart and funny and full of mischief. When I was growing up, he loved to embarrass me by answering the house phone and making my friends or (worse!) boyfriends think they’d reached Domino’s or the Waffle House or some other business in town. He made my dates stand outside while they waited for me, even in the dead of Indiana winter because, as he told my mom (when she said, “But, Jack, they’re only teenage boys...”), “I was a teenage boy once.” He was a marathon runner who once chased on foot my best friend @kraemersj and some of the cutest boys in our high school class after he interrupted them toilet papering our house. 😳😑 He was protective and artistic. A little gruff. A little stubborn. He loved the sea, adventure, music, art. He was a gourmet chef in his spare time, but he once made me six boxes of Kraft Macaroni & Cheese because it was my favorite. No one was prouder when I sold my first book. When I was little, I used to ride everywhere on his shoulders. 👨👧💞Dear lovelies: Make the most of every minute and the people who are here. ❤️ And thank you @artbypudge for this lovely fan art, which somehow reminds me of him. 💛 #mybrightplaces #imissmydad #fatherdaughter #hewashere #fanartfriday #allthebrightplaces #hemademelovely #love #makethemostofeveryday https://www.instagram.com/p/B3McGxgpXW-/?igshid=1beofm852s6e5
