Today is Father's Day, and, as much as I have tried to make it about my husband today, there has been an underlying sadness of not having my own dad today. It has been almost 19 years since he died...WOW! 19 years! I know people say it all the time, so, yes you will have to hear it again, but, honestly, it is crazy how time flies.
Dad, I miss your voice...I still hear it in my head and imagine what you would say back to me sometimes when I still try to channel you. I don't know if I ever told you how much I loved talking to you. You were so smart, witty and comforting, and encouraging with your words. We always connected through our conversations and I really miss our chats the most. Your "go get em, tiger!" That you always said to me before every test or obstacle I faced really did motivate me the way you wished it would.
I am returning back now but I had to pop in and have a quick chat with you just to let you know that you were remembered today. 19 years and a lifetime of tears until we meet again, Dad!
P.S. I know how much you enjoyed watching the boys toss the baseball around in the yard this weekend! I'm working on making them Atlanta Braves fans for you! xoxoxo