My Dad

This has been a rough year. My Dad died on March 14th after a long illness. I still have not gotten over it and probably never will. I miss him so much and have pushed away the pain of his passing so that somehow I can deal with it and get on with my life. But I haven't really. In some ways I've shut down so much that I may never open up again. I hope that's not true.  I hope my heart can heal and be whole again and love again and trust again.

That's my Dad with my Mom and nephew Adam about two years ago.  I miss you Dad so much and wish I could pick up the phone to call and say hi and hear your laugh and get your advice and just hear your voice. My world in not the same without you here.