Yesterday was Father's Day.
That day has new meaning now. It's not just another hallmark holiday where I buy Dad a cheesy card and some new work gloves or a new tool. This year I spent the day wishing I could see my Dad one more time, laugh with him once more, ask one more piece of advice, get one last hug, tell him I love him one more time.
I wasn't really up to celebrating the holiday this year with my Father-in-law... it's just too soon for me to say happy father's day to someone else, to someone who doesn't have a bushy red beard and steely blue eyes.
I love you Dad. I'll always wish we had one more day. I'm so grateful to everything you did for me and all that you taught me. There is nothing about my life that I would have changed except to have more of it with you in it. The only regret I have right now is that you wont get to meet your future grandchildren.
I've always hated the holiday; I don't think I've ever NOT cried when it arrived. You're so lucky that you have such strong memories and awareness of him -- make sure you tell your (one-day) children all about their grandfather when Father's Day approaches in the future! :-)
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