Missing Dad

It's been a while since we had to say good-bye.  I know that life will never be the same without him.  My son looks like him and acts like him.  It's crazy as Blake didn't get to spend very much time with him.  Blake didn't know the man we grew up with because Dad changed as he got older as his health deteriorated.  It's tough to be happy and fun loving when walking down the hall is a chore.  When you know your time on earth is now limited thanks to lungs with very limited capacity.  So, he is truly in a better place.  The thing is I miss him.  I didn't get to see him every day but I knew he was there.  I knew that when we made the long drive to Wyoming he would be sitting at that kitchen table, excited for the chance to play poker.  I knew he would boast about his Shih Tzu, Max.  I knew he would be there to hug and kiss me, to tell me that he loved me.  Even though I didn't get to see him every day, I knew that he was there, giving Mom a hard time.  Even though I didn't get to see him every day, I miss him every day.  I wish he could come back.