It’s been almost 12 years since you past, will be in a few days. Still miss you a lot even after all this time. Woke up early this morning, around the same time I was awoken 12 years ago to be rushed to the hospital to say my goodbyes to you. Curled up in bed with the last birthday gift I ever gave you. Been wearing that necklace a lot these past few weeks.
Still hold on to quite a few of your things. Remember that little Intel astronaut plush you had hanging from the ceiling in your office? Well he hangs off the side of my backpack now, might not be the same as your office but he hasn’t been forgotten.
I have a bottle of your old cologne that I found when we were moving out. Also found your old gameboys from when you were a kid. They sit on my shelf now, you passed on your love of computers and video games to me.
Miss you a lot dad, Love you.
I hope my son remembers me this fondly when I’m gone. <3
You always made me proud
I’m sure your dad knew you loved them and would be happy you still remember them this fondly.
I could only hope to be remembered so fondly after twelve years. I try to leave happy little ripples behind. It makes me glad to know they might be appreciated and remembered from the silly to the soulful.
I’m sad for your loss, but I’m happy for you having had him in your life.
But I never left your heart. I’m still with you in there. Our love still connects us. I miss being with you too.




