12 Years Missing

I know where I was 12 years ago today. I was rushing back to Michigan to be at my dad's bedside. 12 years ago today my dad had a stroke and it was the last time I would ever see him. I thought over time it would get easier but it doesn't. The thing I hate most is that my children can't know him the way I did. I wish my children would have known their "Papa". For he was the greatest EVER!

Best time I remember was the nights my mom played cards. My dad would say to me, have plans tonight pennie, why dad? well mom is playing cards and I was thinking Steak and Ale. Plans got cancelled or pushed back and off I would go. Just me and him. Sometimes even on a friday night I would end up at the mall with my dad, I never cared what my friends thought because that was my dad. The best dad in the whole world!

I miss you yesterday, today and tomorrow.