Day 23 was supposed to be: A letter to my parents
Day 24 is supposed to be: What I would find in your blog
Well, here is my attempt to accomplish both post's in one...
What you will find in our blog is an open book on the life of Dave and Shina Owen- or at least the parts we feel are appropriate to share.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I am sure you get tired of my little notes that I write seeing as how this has been one of the only ways I can express my truest, deepest emotions to others and has been since I was a little girl.
Together you taught me the importance of hard work, determination, achieving my goals, believing in myself, gaining a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ- for myself, eternal families, marrying in the temple, finding a worthy man who loved and cherished me and who deserved me, maintaining order in my home so the spirit can be felt, raising children, cleaning... etc.
I just wanted you both to know that I love you so much. You may have though I wasn't listening through those "rough" teenage years, but I can promise you, I was.
Mom, I may be a "daddy's girl" through and through, but you and I have always had a bond that I have cherished. I have always felt that I can come to you with my problems and receive a loving shoulder to cry on. You are the best nurse in the state of Utah and I am lucky to have such a great mom who not only shows compassion to her children, but also to those she is serving as an RN.
You have so much determination and drive and your example over the last four years has been a building block in my life for what challenges life brings and how to respond to those challenges.
When I had my heart broken by countless boys in and out of high school you were always there to reassure me that my time would come and that I would not need to resort to living with 10 cats, sewing all day and possibly becoming a flight attendant.
I thought after one particular heart break that I would never find a real man who loved me, respected me, shared my same goals in life and who worshipped the ground I walked on.
I remember you telling me that when the time was right I would find the man who I was meant to be with and it would happen at a time when I was least expecting it.
I thought you were crazy, but I am so grateful to say that, that DID happen, just how you said it would.
Dad, if I were to wish anything on our little girl coming (in 47 days or less) it would be for her and David to have as good a relationship, if not better, than what you and I have had. I am a firm believer that every little girl needs a strong relationship with her daddy because when that link doesn't exist the girls tend to struggle a lot more through life.
I cherish the memories I have of us staying up late into the night chatting on my bed about boys, school, work, my dreams, goals and the dilemmas in life that I thought were going to kill me.
I love trying to re-tell the jokes and stories you told the boys and I when we were younger that kept us up with laughter and giggles.
I miss our daddy daughter dates and our drives to get ice cream or a hamburger from McDonald's. Dave and I plan on carrying on this tradition with our children because of the opportunity it provides to talk with your kids and get to know them better.
I still love telling people where you work and who you work for because it brings me joy to watch people's facial expressions. (My dad works for the LDS church doing security. It is the epitome of the secret service for the president of the US, except for the President of the church, the apostles, other church leaders and the SL temple.)
Love Always,
your daughter Shina
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