It’s days like today I wish I was a believer. I wish I could take comfort that a place like heaven did exist. Most of all I wish I didn’t have to wish at all. My father would still be here and I wouldn’t have to miss him. I would have had someone cheering along side me when the Giants won the world series. So many more good memories would have been made to ease the pain of the bad ones.
Unfortunately, that’s not how life works. All I have left is memories of the past. I’m hoping that they never fade. That twenty years from now I can take comfort in hearing his laughter when reminiscing on the good times.
I miss my dad like crazy.