How can I tell you how much I miss you, your humor, your hugs, your laughter. What do I do without you? How do I let you know how so very much you meant to me?
You were there for me. You kept me from having a breakdown when my son was brutally molested, even though you were dying and in great pain from cancer. You actually made me laugh! Even to the end, you never thought or cared about your pain, only mine. At the end of your time, you said to me..."I'm going to miss you so much."
Well, that's not true. You can see me, hear me, be with me. It's me who can't see you, hear you, or be with you.
Its been four long hard years without your support and love. I've become a hospice caregiver because of you. You were always so strong. I know that somewhere in Heaven, the Angels are "chasing you" and trying to make you "behave in class." I can see it now, with your practical jokes, making them laugh.
I love you dad...