Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I miss you Dad.
Mom, Me, Big Sis Liza, and Dad...hanging mid 60's style at a wedding.
It's 15 years today and it still hurts just as much as it did in 1998.
I think of you often. I wish you were around to dispense words of wisdom when I need them. Especially concerning your Grandson. Or when I break things or need to make things. I really miss your hugs.
I wish you could be here to see how Spence has grown. He's quite the man now, but still a pain in the ass sometimes, but that's what kids do. You'd be proud of him. I sure am.
I wish you could have met my Honey, Martin. You'd like him, he's a good man. I'm sure you could have convinced him to sneak off for a banana split at the Baskin Robins across the street. He's easy that way.
I know you'll be there along side Mom 'watching' us at the wedding, whenever that will be. I'll be thinking of you both and wishing you guys were there.
I know you and Mom are together now, the way you guys always were. That gives me some comfort.
Love and miss you Dad,