I suspect it will be a sad day today, wishing we could have him here to celebrate such a milestone birthday. Tonight many of us will get together at a nice restaurant my Dad liked and have dinner together to celebrate his birthday and toast him and his contribution to our lives and our world.
As much as I wish my Dad could still be here I take solace in knowing he's up in Heaven rooting for me, praying for me and putting in a good word for me. He's one of my many strengths and like my Dad, I'm a fighter. He'll help me beat cancer, I know that without a doubt.
But I still wish I could hug him when I'm scared.
I miss you Dad.
I love you.
|Dad, me and Mom on my wedding day. March, 1998|
|Dad, me, Mary Jo and Emily, sometime in 2003|
|Dad and Connor kisses. This one hangs above Connor's bed.|
|Mary Jo and Papa share a yawn.|
|Dad and his Mom Eva, my Grandma/Memere|