Thursday, May 14, 2009

Dear Dad...

I miss you so much. I think the thing that I miss the most is your voice. I can still hear it in my head and I'm so thankful for that. I miss our talks. You always had time for me, and listened, asked questions and had a way of helping me to feel hopeful. I miss hearing your choke up when you'd tell me how much you loved me and then how your voice would change as you prayed for me. You turned into this pillar of faith and light. I always felt better after talking to you. I love you so much.