Today is Father’s Day! A day to celebrate the wonderful men in our lives who have helped us in our journeys. I am blessed with my Love. He is a wonderful father and step-father. He loves my kids as if they were his own. The kids are with their dad who loves them very much.

Even with these gifts from God, this day is a tough one for me. Dad passed away in January and it’s the first one without him. All the grief

has come flooding back to me as I see all the sweet tributes to the fathers in my friend’s lives.

Honestly even with my blessings, I am jealous and sad. I wish that my Dad was here. I miss his voice and mischievous smile. I miss talking about mundane things such as the weather and what’s blooming currently. I miss fussing at him about quitting smoking and eating healthier food. I miss digging in the dirt with him. I miss the reminders to call him when we get home after a trip to see him.

I remember fun times and the silliness. Every so often, the look on my son’s face is purely his grandfather. When my daughter and I plant flowers in the yard, I am reminded of him. These small glimpses of Dad tug on my heart strings.

Pops, I hope that you have a wonderful 1st Father’s Day in Heaven.

I love you always and forever!