Yesterday marked the day my dad passed away 16 years ago. He was only 42yrs old. Mom and I were talking about how long it has been since we have seen him. It does not feel like 16 years to us. The pain of missing him is still the same. I took a moment alone yesterday and wrote on a balloon. Sat on a special hill and let the balloon go. I watched it float up to the sky. Took a while of silence to just remember him..to miss him...to send him a message through the sky..and to cry. Yesterday was a really sad day for me. It hit me and I was in tears off and on that whole day.
Tonight we had family over for dinner and they each wrote on a balloon. The kids let them go to the sky too. I was glad to share that with them.
We love you dad, and even though it has been 16 years we all still miss you just the same, but also know you are watching over us every day!