I love my dad so much. This weekend he rode in the BP MS 150, meaning that he biked the hilly, ~150 mile route from Houston to Austin. He did it not only to test his physical strength but he did it for my mom and for my family. He ordered special jerseys so that they would have my aunt’s picture on the front, a our family tree in the back in honor of her passing and her life. When my mom saw it as he was coming in to Austin, she couldn’t hold back the tears. Later, his sister who was also doing the race, talked about how the ride was, she talked about how he had no filter and what he would say to people as they were riding. That’s just like me. No filter, no shame, just saying what I feel when I feel it. (I’m not saying it’s a good thing all the time though). It was awesome to see that it wasn’t something unique to me, that he and I shared that among many things like our stubbornness, short temper, sense of humor, love of sport, and music and well even more things. My dad is my best friend and I know I can count on him for anything even though he might be a little callous sometimes he always comes around and shows his actual kindness. I couldn’t have had a better father in my life.
Marquetry Floor & detail, 1720. Unknown artist. Wood. Probably German. Getty Museum LA.
Meryl Streep on working with Chris and Liam Hemsworth