It'll be three years in December that my dad died. He bravely battled cancer for eight years. He passed on his birthday. While I miss him, his passing means there's no more suffering and freedom from a body that was failing him.
I miss the watching football and basketball games with him and just hanging out talking, but as time goes on, it seems like my dad has become my guardian angel. He's still there and here's a comfort in that. - it's tough to explain - but I think some of you who have who were/are close to your dads understand what I'm trying to say...
I miss you, dad.
Time makes things a little better - not much - but a little.
I'd be honored if you'd add me to your list.
I miss the watching football and basketball games with him and just hanging out talking, but as time goes on, it seems like my dad has become my guardian angel. He's still there and here's a comfort in that. - it's tough to explain - but I think some of you who have who were/are close to your dads understand what I'm trying to say...
I miss you, dad.
Time makes things a little better - not much - but a little.
I'd be honored if you'd add me to your list.
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