Oh, this day. Such a loaded, emotional day in so many ways. But, it's also a day that I get to talk to you so that makes it a little better. I only wish we could do it over a cup of coffee.
It is hard to imagine that it's been 25 years since I last saw you. It was a day that started just like any other but ended with your last breath. I spent years wondering what would be different; how I would be different. Where would I be. I know now that it doesn't matter because I'm here, now. And as much as I'd like to take an eraser and rewrite yesteryear. I can't. So, Dad, how do I write my tomorrow?
I've been doing well, having more good days than bad; but it's been a struggle as of late. It's times and days like these a little girl could really use a hug from her dad. But there is no time for boo-hoo's, right? It's time to figure out what's next.
I was going through an old picture box a few months ago and found a picture of you and Mom from our trip to the Bahamas. You two had such smiles on your faces! I loved it so much I framed it and put it where I can see it always. I don't have a lot of memories, but some of my favorite ones are ones with you. I only wish we had more time to have made some more.
There I go....wishing again.
So, before the waterworks start, I'm going to say goodbye for now. I only ask you watch over me. I have some decisions to make and could use a little fatherly help.
Give Rex a hug and kiss for me. I do miss my old man.
Love you, miss you,