My aunt had shared a funny story with me about the first time she met my mom. My dad's family had planned a birthday party for him and he invited mom. She had a great time and got to meet everyone. Soon after, my aunt and dad were talking and she asked him, "Jim, when is Jan's birthday? Maybe we can do something for her birthday." He looked at her with his devilish grin and said, "It was the day before mine." My aunt said she was so embarrassed because no one knew so no one said Happy Birthday to her and made such a big fuss over dad. But, that was my dad, he loved to tease and laugh. I guess that's where I get it. I only tease people I love. The more I tease, the more I care. hehe Genetics are a strange thing I suppose.
My dad would have been 71 this year. It's hard to believe it has been 4 years already. We miss him a lot, but we talk about him a lot too. He's still alive in our hearts. I miss my dad so much, but I know he is at home with the Lord. What could be better than that? At his funeral, I wrote a poem:
I'll miss you Daddy, I hope you'll know
How much I loved you and admired you so.
You always made me feel special, a daddy's little girl
You seemed so big, so strong, so brave in this world.
You held my hand and gave bits and pieces
I didn't always listen, but you gave me hugs and kisses.
I know no little girl ever loved her daddy more,
Because the love I have for you could make an eagle soar.
I hate to say goodbye to you, I feel I need you still
But I know you'll always be with me, the love we have is real.
So for now I'll say I'll see you soon. one day I will for sure,
Save a seat for me in Heaven, love, forever more.
Rebecca J. Rebilas 2006
Me and my daddy
My mom and dad... 2002
Dad meeting Drew for the first time with Mom and Dad holding the twins together.

























