February 3rd

As I think about tomorrow, I feel an emptiness. What use to be day of celebration is now a day of remembrance. To say we all miss my dad is an understatement. Tomorrow would be his 83rd birthday. I have to admit, I never pictured dad reaching 83, but to know it would have been possible for him to still be here brings a sting to my heart as I sit here thinking of him and wishing I could see him. Nevertheless, I am grateful for the good memories. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAD! LOVE YOU!