If you read this blog, you know what I think of Z. She’s courageous, kind, loving, patriotic, smart, witty, loyal, and a host of other things that speak to her character. She loves her kids. She loves to fish and spend time outdoors. She learned these things from her father. *I wish there were a way to avoid what comes next* Last Monday, her father died.
She will tell you she’s not half the person he is. I don’t know if that’s true. I never met him other than a brief conversation or two. What I do know is, if she is a reflection of him, the World has lost a great man. What I also know is that Z has lost her father. He was her world. If she cared that much, there had to be greatness in him.