This is my first Father’s Day without my dad. He is no longer here for me to call and wish him a happy day. Although we never made a big deal about Father’s Day, as we grew up believing that each day was a day to be treasured, I do find the passing of my dad very fresh today.
As I look at the photo of him sitting on my desk, I can see his eyes looking back at me. I can feel his arms around me giving me one of his famous hugs, and I know I am lucky. I know that my dad is deep in my heart and with me in each decision I make in life. His love is still strong, yet I miss him so much.