If There Had Been Hashtags 15 Years Ago...
It's hard to believe it has been a year since I wrote what remains the most shared/commented-on post about the silent hero in my life: my dad. I just re-read that post and I can honestly say there isn't much more I could add to summarize who he was, how he has shaped the person I've become, and how he lives on in my heart 15 years after our final hug. I know he would be a big supporter of the year of fiscal responsibility, as his money-saving skills were far superior to anyone I've ever met. I know he would be shaking his head in amusement watching my mom attempt to master her new iPhone (I know, she has one before I do! It's a crazy world we live in.) And I know he'd be overjoyed right now...because it's Lent, and what does that mean?? It means seafood is everywhere (among other theological truths of course :-)) Now don't get me wrong, my dad LOVED meat. And by that I mean beef in particular. He loved a juicy steak, he perfected some of the oddest mea...