It’s been 12 days since I last physically talked to my dad.

October 25, 2017

Re-Syndicated

Eventually it will be a month, a year, 10 years, 40 years…

I miss him.

I will always miss my dad.

I’m sad for me because I don’t get to run to him, talk to him, laugh with him, share pictures of my adventures with him, and ask questions as I always did with so much curiosity about almost everything.

My dad always supported anything I ever wanted to do as long as it wasn’t harmful. Sometimes he’d make sure I was committed before making a financial investment but once I passed his test he’d go all in on supporting me and I did not let him down. I saw things through. He admired that about me.

Anytime I had questions about anything he’d be there to answer all of them for me. He never rushed me or was too busy for me to answer questions and spend time with me. I was such a curious kid, and now a curious adult. I always had questions and wanted to show him stuff. I became more interested in seeing what he was doing and in his adventures as I got older. Always so excited to share experiences with each other.

His big Alaskan cruise he took with my mom happened just a few weeks before he passed away. I think I was just as excited as he was and I wasn’t even going with them. I counted down the days from dropping them off at the airport to picking them back up again at the airport 8 days later. I followed the ship tracker online to see their ships every move every day. So excited to see them again and ask them all about their trip, see pictures and videos they took, and possibly hear about my dads next big adventure to look forward to. Sadly the next big adventure didnt happen.. At least not the way we wanted it to. His next big adventure turned out to be eternal life after death.

I’m happy for him and sad for me.

I love you Dad.

Tom

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