This last weekend my father-in-law passed away.  Boy it has been a rough start to the year. I can't tell you how many times I have gone to call him. You see, I spoke to him almost everyday.  At the end of our conversations he always told me how much he appreciated our phone calls and how much he loved my boys.  I sure miss these calls. He was a jovial man. We bonded over watching The Office together .  He loved his grandkids.  He always wanted to have a cousin party so he could have them over.  Grandma Inga always made it happen.  He always loved a feisty grandkid and I would watch him be in awe of every single one of them.  I am so thankful we named Remington after him...Remington Nathan.  He always loved hearing us call him Remington Nathan, especially when we were scolding him for being naughty. Nat would laugh and say Remi takes after his Grandpa. He loved Jon and always told me how proud he was of him.   He would enjoy telling me stories about Jon as a little boy.  I could go on. If Nat were still here I would tell him thank you for being so good to me.  Not only were you my father-in-law but you were my friend.  I am so blessed to have you in my life. Thank you for loving the snot out of my family.  You will always have a special place in my heart.