In a lot of ways, the last five years of my life have flown by. It was five years ago today that my dad passed away, leaving a great, gaping hole in my life and the lives of so many people that I love. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him, of course, and, unfortunately, its a feeling that I’ve long since grown used to. I still want my dad to be proud of me, and I know that keeping those that I love close to me is the #1 way to do that. He wasn’t perfect, but he left some pretty big shoes to fill and a lot of examples that I might learn from.
I miss you dad. We miss you.
