I still miss you, every day.
There’s times I find my mind elsewhere. Often it’s thinking back on my cherished moments with you throughout all those years. I hear your voice so clearly in the wisdom you left, the encouragement you gave, and the pride you expressed. I hear the love you voiced using words that left no doubt.
I miss talking to you every day. I miss your true interest in whatever it is I’m doing. I miss your camaraderie in our lengthy conversations and similar perspectives on issues like integrity, honesty, loyalty, and trust-worthiness. I miss your example, which you lived for me every single day of your life.
You’d written about your readiness but I didn’t want it to be so. I’d read your words over and over again, knowing but not believing.
When I think back to that day, which came so unexpectedly, I can’t help but cry. I didn’t know. I wasn’t prepared. You didn’t give me time to say goodbye. It all happened so fast.
I feel the swell of tears as they cloud my vision and promptly bring me back to the here and now. I feel you nearby, and I know you’re still thinking of me.
My heart will never forget you.
I still miss you, every day, Dad.