“We gain strength, and courage, and confidence by each experience in which
we really stop to look fear in the face… we must do that which we think
The anniversary of my dad’s passing is coming up this month. I really hate using the word anniversary. It is by no means a celebration. I found myself wishing I could skip October all together. I know that isn’t possible.
The pain is still there, it is still real. The absence is still overwhelming at times.
I opened my address book yesterday and his name and address are still there as if I am able to type out a letter and mail it to him. I can’t.
Two years without my dad. Two years of missing him, wishing that he was here to enjoy his grandkids,wishing we could joke.
Two years without his voice. I really wish I could hear his voice.
Two years of sharing memories instead of making them.