Today my dad would be 68.
They say 'time heals all wounds'.
That's a lie.
Time dulls wounds but it does not heal.
Only eternity with Christ can heal this wound.
I still miss him.
Every single day.
I think of him.
Every single day.
I long for a hug or a smile from him.
Every single day.
I listen for his laughter.
Every single day.
Last week Jordan and I were talking about him and I said the thing I'm missing most right now is how I could call him up with a question about ANYTHING and he would know the answer.
Seriously, anything.
He was a wealth of knowledge.
Exceptionally well read and always learning more.
Basically, he was google, before there was google.
So today on his birthday I will talk about him and look at pictures and remember all the things that made him so 'missable' and I will be thankful that one day I will hear that laugh again and feel that scratchy beard during a hug.
I love you Daddy.
Every single day.
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