Today is October 10. It has been three years since my sweet dad lost his long battle with cancer. I don't know how so much time has passed...and I can't believe how much I miss him. We all do. He was such a good man and a wonderful dad, and an amazing grandpa. He fought his personal battles and won with strength and dignity. Never once in my life, did I doubt his love for me. I was a daddy's girl.
Dad worked hard, laughed hard, and gave big hugs with a hard pat on the back. We are all so thankful for the time we had with him, we mourn the time that is gone, and look forward to the day we meet again. We love you dad, more than ever.