Sunday, June 19, 2011

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.

It's hard to believe that it's almost been 2 years since I had to say goodbye to my dad. The last lucid moment sticks with me as if it just happened 2 seconds ago.

There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. Some of those days, it's a little easier and I can laugh at the memories of him being silly. After all, he was a natural born entertainer. Other days, especially close to major events, it's almost unbearable.

What I wouldn't give to see him again. Until that day, I'll be content with him showing up in my dreams randomly to let me know that he's watching over me.


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