Yesterday would have been my Fathers birthday. He had past away 10 years ago. October 2015 will make it 11 years. I miss him so much.
I have been with my husband 10 years this May and married 8 years this October. I truly believe my Dad sent him my way. Knowing he’d be the man for me. I miss him on days where I need insight of a mans perspective. I miss him when I’d like something fixed quick. I miss him for all the big things he has missed. The birth of his grandchildren, My wedding, our Father daughter dance. All the birthday parties past, Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, all the little things that make me think of him.
Today I am taking a drive out the the graveyard to say hello. What breaks my heart is my Mom. I really know the meaning of missing someone when they are gone. Gone forever. I just wanted to pay respect to a man who battled a fast fight. He was diagnosed with cancer and 3 months after he was diagnosed he passed. It was hard to see but at the same time was a life experience I learned from. Truly opened my eyes to never fear the end.