It’s been 19 years…

It’s been 19 years…

… since you left. The hole is still there in my heart. A worn scab covers it, ready to open to release the pain. I hope you’re still proud of me. I’ve had a few missteps along the way…

Daddy, I miss you deeply...

R.L.P., July 1, 1947- June 14, 1999