My Father passed away in the early morning hours of December 18, 2008. One thing I can say about my dad is he was a huge family man. He loved his daughter and his son to the ends of the earth, and he fiercely loved his grandchildren. He loved being a grandpa. My brother and I didn’t always make the best decisions, however my dad would always have our backs and rescue us out of the sticky (and sometimes ridiculous ) situations we found ourselves in. I could always count on my dad, he was always there when I needed him.
My dad was my hero and I was his princess. I know in time this will get easier, but its not right now. For now my brother (who looks just like my dad) and I have each other. We’ll get through this together.