To say that my Dad was the most important person in my life is an understatement. To say that I miss him is to miss that mark. To say that I think about him all the time is still less than the truth
How about this – since my Dad died I spend my time trying to BE him. Because a world without my Dad is less than the world should be.
I’ve mentioned him in passing in Candles In The Sun but he deserves his own book. He shows up in a couple of chapters and you will get a hint.
He will be in my thoughts the rest of the day. Just like every other day.
I am the fortunate son.
Here’s a couple of previous posts about Dad . . .