The most important man in my life passed away.  I still remember the phone call like it was just ten minutes ago.  Even though I knew it was coming, and he'd been battling his cancer for several months, it still ripped me apart in ways that still haven't healed.  It was so hard planning the funeral and writing the obituary on my son's birthday, but I feel as though it bonds the two of them closer and I hope Justin never forgets him.  My dad was a wonderful, imperfect human being who was also my best friend.  He was so funny and sweet with a head of red hair that made him a character that was instantly recognizable.

I just wanted to take a couple of paragraphs to honor him.  I miss him every single day and ache for our conversations and want to be with him to watch the movies we loved and wish he was here for me and my son.

Thanks for reading.

Aw….Peggy.

*hugs*

I am sure he is so very proud of you and Justin.

Keep working hard and dedicate all you do to his memory. And never stop talking about him or even to him.

*more hugs*

Thank you, David - that made me cry, and I realize that each tear isn't a bad thing, it's actually like his memory surfacing.