Rebeccah Leigh Laney
This weekend, my only daughter — Beccah — graduated from high school. There was a fantastic ceremony (which included tear-jerking video and pictures of the graduates as they were growing up) and a great graduation speech by my good friend Tim Richardson. It’s hard to believe that my little princess who, what seems like yesterday, was running around the yard in Disney princess costumes with her best friend Courtney, is now a high school graduate.
We had family in from out of town and all of us went out for a great dinner after the graduation and got caught up with people we don’t see very often. It was a fun evening and a fantastic weekend.
I don’t know what to write here, so I’ll post something I wrote for Beccah a few years ago:
Me and Beccah at graduation
I love you because you are my only daughter and a smart, talented, beautiful, funny person who is so kind to everyone I can’t believe it. I like you because you always wake up last but always start school first, you draw and make things every day and you couldn’t walk through a room without doing a cartwheel or handstand until you were 13-years old. I like that you eat food (sometimes an entire meal) in the bathtub, that you used to listen to rap music while playing with your Bitty-Babies and that you don’t judge people by anything other than who they are. I like your messy room and how you can roughhouse, wrestle, be loud and (occasionally) be as crude as any boy who ever lived. I like that you wore hippie-clothes and still played with stuffed animals with your little brother – and I like that you get mad if I beat you when we play games (just like your mom). I like that you always hug and kiss me every day and that you still call me “daddy” even when you’re on the telephone and rolling your eyes at me. I like that you always say what is on your mind … many times without giving any thought to what it is that you are actually saying. You are nothing but honest, sometimes painfully so. I like that you look like your mom but you act like me. I like that no matter how old you get, you still smell like a baby in the morning. I love you because you are the best daughter a dad could ever dream of having.
So very sweet!!