And I miss my dad.
Not a year goes by that I don't choke up a little because some part of me forgets and I get this urge to call him and tell him all about everything and wish him Happy Father's Day. It's been a hard day for me to get on board with for years now. I am actually choking up a bit right now as I am typing this. Father's Day always falls right before the anniversary of his passing, so it's like a double sting.
I don't even have a picture to put up here of us together. I have only two pictures total, and in one I was only four months old.
Be sure to give yours a call if you can. A hug would be better if you are able. Take pictures and share them.
And, Happy Father's Day, Daddy. I miss you so much.