I mention my Dad often because it helps me to talk about him.

Even my boys often talk about Papaw Mike. Yesterday, at football practice, 3-year-old Hayden was sitting with me on a blanket when we both laid back and stared at the sky.

Hayden asked me if Papaw was up there watching us.

I explained that we couldn’t see Papaw, but he could see us. Hayden thought for a moment, waved at the blue sky with his dimpled hand, and said, “Hi Papaw! I love you!”

In this fast-paced world, it was nice to share this moment.

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