I miss you .. DAD

Anniversary's of death, do we call it an anniversary? How about a remembarance of a passing. January 5 is the day we put my father to rest. I would note the year but for some reason my brain doesn't want to compute. I don't want to remember how old I was when I lost him. I don't want to recall the beginning of a year that well started tragic and lasted what seemed like forever.

I wrote about it here last year. I am thinking about him so much today. Missing him. I miss him on a daily basis. Something about this date though just sits there and keeps pressing my heart. A date that changed the course of my life and myself FOREVER.

The little girl in me remembers, but the grown woman in me is missing you

and longing to have a simple conversation.

I love you dad!

I miss you Dad!

Comments

[Bethe]

I remember the year, and where I was sitting when I found out. It was if something I knew to be no longer was and it was hard to grasp. I cannot imagine the pain you felt and feel.