09/23/2025
It’s been two years. Two full years of me not being able to call my dad to tell him about my day. Two years since I could call my dad and ask him for help. Two years since I could send my dad a photo of his grandson. Two years since I could share a meal with my best friend. Two years since I’ve had to listen to the Andy Griffith theme song and the freight train snores that came from this man. Two years since I’ve had someone to call to ask how the hell to read a tape measure. Two years, doesn’t seem like a long time, but when you’ve missed someone for 730 days, two years is a life time. It hurts today as much as the day you left me.
Daddy, I miss you, I love you, I’ll see you soon ❤️
