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Just realized today is May 22nd. I lost my father, honestly the single best human being I've ever known, 16 years ago today.
Incredible how 16 years can feel like an eternity and just yesterday at the exact same time. What I wouldn't give to have one more long talk with him.
Incredible how 16 years can feel like an eternity and just yesterday at the exact same time. What I wouldn't give to have one more long talk with him.
What I wouldn't give for him to meet my wife. He'd have loved her. What I wouldn't give to see him play with my daughter. She'd have him wrapped around her little finger and he'd love every minute of it.
What I wouldn't give to see the sparkle in my mom's eyes she had every day he was here.
What I wouldn't give to bring him a new bottle of single malt scotch for Father's Day or his birthday. (He always bought the cheap stuff for himself.) And to sit and share one with him.
What I wouldn't give to bring him a new bottle of single malt scotch for Father's Day or his birthday. (He always bought the cheap stuff for himself.) And to sit and share one with him.
What I wouldn't give for one more Christmas with him and everyone there. To sit next to him when he cracked some smart ass comment out of the side of his mouth and see him close his eyes and giggle when he heard something funny.
What I wouldn't give to have him call me. Today. When things aren't great and assure me everything is going to be OK as he did on September 12th, 2001 when he knew I was very, very not OK.
What I wouldn't give to hear him tell me he was proud of the father I am.
What I wouldn't give to hear him tell me he was proud of the father I am.
I don't care how old you are, if you love your Dad, nothing replaces the words he says nor the impact he can have on you.
I miss you, Dad. And I love you.
I miss you, Dad. And I love you.
