I haven't written or spoke to you in awhile. And to be honest, I don't think about you as much as I used to. I don't know why. I guess I've just been busy with life? I do miss you though. You'd be 68 today...
I really don't like this date. 9/11/1991. 9/11/2001. It's 5:30 p.m. on 9/11/2011 and so far all's quiet and I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Dad...do you think maybe you could talk to the Big Guy Upstairs and ask him to make something absolutely wonderful and happy happen on this date? Something that can erase all the sad?
Anyway. I just wanted to write and say hi. I love you and miss you. Maybe you can visit me sometime when I'm sleeping...I could really use a hug.
Love you lots,