Today marks the fourth anniversary of Dad's passing. I miss him. We started losing him to dementia before his actual passing but it was such a joy when our "old" dad arose from that brain fog and was "himself" again, even if for just a few moments. I want him to hold me in his arms one more time.
Instead, he lives on in my heart and my memories. Dad always thought he was just a plain man with not much to offer, yet he touched the lives of everyone who knew him. Dad, you are missed more than you could ever have imagined.
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