One year ago today I lost my father to cancer. It was sudden – he went in for tests right after Thanksgiving and died right after Valentine’s Day. He had an aggressive sarcoma in his leg that literally drained the life out of him. It was utterly terrible to watch him die.
I miss my dad, every day. We had kind of a weird relationship, but it was good. I used to ride to work with him in the mornings. Sometimes we wouldn’t even talk to each other, but it was a comfortable kind of silence. I always knew that he was there for me and that he loved me as only a father can.
I’ll never forget the good times I had with my dad – the summer camps he went to with us, the vacations he and my mom took us on, all of the help he gave me with my math homework. He was a great dad and I loved him very much.
You never know when life is going to take someone you love from you. I had just enough time to tell my dad how much he meant to me and how much I loved him. Not everyone gets that chance.
Take time today to tell those you love just how much they mean to you. You might not get another tomorrow with them.
I love you Daddy.