Yesterday made a year that I lost my dad. I shed many tears along with my mother and siblings. My dad was one of a kind. He was a quiet man who loved to laugh. Dad loved old cars, old tools, and old ways. He loved my mom and his sons.

I miss him.

All too often, I’ve wanted him back. However, as I look upon the world today, he is better off where he is. Stay in heaven, dad. We’ll be with you soon enough.

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    1. It’s a hard blow to recover from. Honestly, I don’t know if I will ever fully recover. However, it’s a less cold world when you know that people understand your grief. I appreciate your kind words. Thank you for commenting.

  1. My heart goes out to you. It’s week 6 of losing my Dad and I honestly don’t know how to navigate life without him in it. I love the sound of your Dad, he sounds very sweet. My Dad was a very tall white guy who had a booming laugh, a dirty sense of humour and a love of animals and a cold beer on a hot day. I was so blessed to read your blog and I’m sending you a big hug from Perth, Australia xx

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