Today I Celebrate my Dad

My dad died seventeen years ago.  Yet, there is not one day that I do not think of him.  I smile when I am working inefficiently and  I think of him telling me, "Get the right tool for the job and the job is made easy."  I chuckle when I realize that I must change my tactics in order to accomplish a goal.  I hear his voice stimulating an inner creativity,  "There is more than one way to skin a cat."   I reflect on his brilliant smile as he tells me, "I wouldn't trade you for all the tea in China," and I feel loved.