18 months ago
18 months has passed since I said goodbye to you, since I held your hand, since I kissed your cheek, and since I gave you a hug…
But not a day has passed that I haven’t missed you, thought about you, or wished that I could have just one more day with you…
I can’t believe that it has been 18 months since we said goodbye to you. How is that possible? The first several months were a blur, I was numb. The one-year mark seemed to arrive much too quickly. And now here we are, a year and a half later.
I still remember ever single day of the month that you spent in the hospital, as well as your last day. The sights, the sounds, the emotions, and everything in between are all still very vivid. I am lucky to still be able to hear your voice in my mind, and I feel very strongly that you are with me often.
You were taken from us much too soon and I miss you so much. I will be at Crystal Beach tonight, as I am on the 4th of every month, to watch what is sure to be a glorious sunset.
I love you, Daddy, and I miss you every single day.