Today is my dads birthday. He would be 75 today. I am assuming this day will get easier over time, however it’s not today. I miss you dad. I will randomly think of you most days. I have to try not to cry.
I am grateful my kids think of you and talk about you. They know when they bring you up, that I will cry. They ask if I will and I of course say yes. I hope they remember you as much as they do now in a few years! They say they dream about you. That makes me smile and cry at the same time.
You are still loved and missed very much.