It's pretty fitting that I dreamt of my dad last night. Today marks the thirteenth year since his passing. Thirteen years ago, people told me the pain would lesson and they were right. It's not as hard now as it was then. Life just seems to press on.
I have so many memories and at times like today, I allow myself to sit and contemplate on all that he was and all that he has missed in my life these last 13 years.
I have so many memories and at times like today, I allow myself to sit and contemplate on all that he was and all that he has missed in my life these last 13 years.
I have so much I'd like to say but all I can get out right now is, Dad, I miss you.
2 comments:
Beautifully done Shea. He'd be so proud of you and your family and of Misty and Brandon.
Love you,
Mom
right there with you sis...
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