Most people who know my Dad, know that he loves all things football. He loves the little guys just starting out, the Jr. High teams, High School football (especially in Texas), also, the Texas Tech Red Raiders, but most of all.. He LOVES the Dallas Cowboys.
This weekend, there were two important games. Texas Tech played Texas and the Cowboys played the Giants. While I was growing up, I clearly remember that from around September until the Super Bowl, our television at home would be tuned to any games being aired. This of course was not my favorite time of the year. You see, I was a girly girl and football was of no interest to me. My poor dad, I was his only child and he really wanted me to like it. He even asked me to try out for the boys team a couple of times. He thought I could do some damage on the field! I was not interested and rarely sat down to watch a game with him. What a silly girl I was!
For the last year, I've been a married woman, living far away from my dad. Although I love being married and have a wonderful life here, living far from my family has not been an easy adjustment. This last weekend, I knew that these games were coming up and I also knew that my Dad would be watching. So for the first time in my life, I sat and watched most of the games, just to feel a little closer to my Dad.
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