The Beach on Christmas. For Dad.
2016/12/25 § Leave a comment
My father loved to the go the beach on Christmas Day. When I lived in Kansas City, he would call on Christmas and tease me that he had just returned from the beach, and then he would ask me how the weather was in Kansas City? He always rubbed it in, which I didn’t mind, because I loved Southern California just as much as he did. So in honor of my dad on this first Christmas without him, I took Charlie to the beach on Christmas. It was beautiful, sunny and warm. I miss you Dad.