I still hear your voice, remember your laugh, see your smile, and feel the goodness in your heart come through in mine. It seems like you just went away for a while and that you’ll be back. My eyes well up to the brink of tears when I realize you won’t.
I look at old photos. I miss you. I find birthday cards written from you to me. I miss you. Your favorite songs come on the radio. I miss you. I eat at one of your favorite restaurants. I miss you. I play back memories in my mind. I miss you. I breathe. I miss you. I laugh. I miss you. I cry. I miss you. I think of all the things that could have been – things I didn’t even get a chance to miss.
Maybe you never said goodbye because we never have to. Because we’ll always be with each other in spirit. Because I will forever carry you in my heart.
It’s April 7th. Happy birthday, Dad. I miss you every day. Sometimes every minute.