Honestly, I Just Miss You Dad

I miss you Dad. You’re no longer here. I miss you for a lot of reasons. I miss you when I could have used you in my life right now.

I miss you Dad when we use to see each other at your house every Sunday. I would come up there every Sunday to visit.

I miss you Dad when we use to watch football together. We would watch it together every Sunday. That included regular season, playoffs, and Super Bowl.

I miss you Dad when we went to concerts together. You took me to see Elton John and Billy Joel face to face, KISS, and Paul McCartney.

I miss you Dad when you use to give me the dad talk even though you didn’t raise me. You knew a thing or two that was in my best interest.

I miss you Dad for what you taught me. No wonder I consider myself a businessman today. I still remember that day at the fair when I pulled off that deal to get an Elton John portrait.

I miss you Dad when you use to always know that I will find the love of my life. I miss you Dad when I know she’s here and you’re not.

I miss you Dad when you use to call me “my little buddy.”

You’re my father. My one and only father. No one can ever replace you as a father in my life. I know you’re up there watching me and continuing to be proud of me. I know you’re going to watch me have all my dreams, get married, and see your grandchildren from up there next to God himself.

I love you Dad and I miss you every day. It never got easier knowing you’re not here anymore. It may never get easier.

But I’ll catch up with you one day.