Visiting my Father

It's been one year and six months since he has passed away... and sometimes it is a difficult as when he first passed away. Going to visit him is hard and painful but at the same time I feel helpless and pain in my heart. I miss him so much and wish he was still here. He is missing out on a lot of great things. It hurt's to know that he never got to meet Victoria and to see Stephen go to school. I guess God has a future designed for everyone and that was his. I just hope that wherever he is at he knows that I love him and that he is still a big part of me. I hope he is in heaven and doing well. I will never forget when he got ill and the one week he was in the hospital, and all the hardship we went threw when he was in the funeral home. It was the hardest thing I have ever been threw and it still hurts to think about it. I love you daddy!