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My first memories I have of my first home conjure up images of well-worn hardwood floors, a cushioned chair in the shade of goldish-yellow with sturdy arm rests made of wood, a small tv set in a deep brown colored tv stand that also held books an either side, and long filmy curtains in the windows.  I was two and we lived in an apartment on the second floor of a two story home.  The building was owned by my grandfather.        
My first home was full of life.  There was me, a noisy two year old running around in shoes that echoed off of the hardwood floors, followed closely by my constant companion, our German Shepherd named Columbo, whose nails clicked and clacked on the hardwood.  I couldn’t say his name correct, being only two so I settled for calling him “Bumbo” instead.  There were cousins, family members, and friends coming and going in that little apartment.  My dad would come home from work to crawl all over the hardwood floors with me riding proudly upon his back.  Meanwhile my mom would be cooking or baking something delicious that would waft enticingly from the kitchen. 

I remember the metal radiators, snake like in their coils, how they emitted such warmth throughout the little apartment.  It was always nice and cozy there!  I also remember the smell of the wood vanish used to clean the hardwood floors.  How it seemed to take forever for it to dry, keeping me and “Bumbo” off the floors and interrupting our games of imagination. 

That apartment is still around and still owned by my family.  A testament to time standing still somewhat.  

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Lunch time again. Staring absent mindedly at the contents filling the refrigerator, my mind isn’t on food.  My mind is whirling like a hamster running on its wheel, thoughts churning at an intense speed.  I finally decide on having a lite lunch of cheese, crackers, and almonds, rationalizing that the almonds are protein and will supply me with needed energy.  I carry my meager choices to the kitchen table, but quickly forget them, as I am distracted by the beautiful glowing ball of sunlight that is glaring through the windows directly in my line of vision.  Deciding this opportunity is too perfect to ignore, I grab my camera and a handful of almonds and head outside to capture the sun in all its brilliant glory. Seeing the radiance emitted by the sun, I become inspired to create a poem about its magnificence, and dart inside to retrieve my notebook and pencil.  I get wrapped up in writing my ode to the sun and suddenly the sky alights with glorious colors as the sun slowly sinks into the horizon.  Once again I grab my camera and venture outside to capture the natural beauty of Mother Nature. Upon entering the house after another successful photo session I glance the time on the clock near the door, 5:00 PM!  Where did the day go? I sigh and begin making preparations for dinner.

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     When you’re five years old, he’s the man who checks for monsters under your bed, makes you smile when you skin your knee, and would give you the world if he could!  You’re his little princess, the person for whom he’d move Heaven and Earth to keep safe.  He’s your father, your hero, the first man you’ll ever love, all embodied in one.  A man who would never break your heart, but will return the love you shower upon him twofold. 

     Through the years as you grow up, he’ ll be your biggest cheerleader, attending all your sporting events, ballet recitals, and school plays.  For him, work comes second, family is his priority. He realizes life moves quickly, placing importance on enjoying the little things, those once in a lifetime moments, with the ones you love most. 
     He serves as your rock growing up, applauding your successes, comforting you during trying times. As you enter  adulthood, knowledge dawns, making you realize how much your dad sacrificed, in order to create a wonderful, memorable childhood for you and your siblings.  Your admiration for your hero deepens, and you begin to see him through a new perspective.  You start to observe the similarities between the two of you, adamantly feeling he can still do no wrong in your eyes, even as you grow up.

     With the passage of years, you treasure the bond between father and daughter more intensely. Your relationship with your childhood hero, your dad, is seen as an unbreakable connection untainted by the passage of time.  This beautiful connection is one that cannot be experienced with any other person you encounter. In your eyes he will forever be your superman, your father, the first man to ever hold you in his arms, and forever your hero!

Thank you for always being there for me dad! 🙂

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