Today is my dad’s birthday he would have been 78 – years old.
He passed away September 1, 2014 – 3 years ago from esophageal cancer right before he would have been 75.
I think the hardest part of my dad dying was that I replay our last conversations over and over in my head.
I have put the pieces together of EVERYTHING he was trying to tell me. My dad was trying to warn me what would happen when he was gone he was trying to prepare me for it. Nothing could ever prepare me for what has happened.
Happy Birthday, DAD, I love you and miss you.