It’s Father’s Day as I sit here writing this. Two years after losing my dad, and I still want to swing by his apartment and bring him a card and a gift and tell him how much I love him. Still want him to see my kids and listen to him tease my son about how tall he is getting.
Oh God how much I wish I could do that….especially now. My son was still shorter than my dad, who when he passed was only 5’6″…..this boy of mine is now almost 6’3″. I can only imagine what my dad would say if he could see him now.
