A few years ago I lost one of the most important people in my life.
I think of him, and I remember. Not a single day has gone by without at least one thing reminding me of him. I think of things we did, and things he has missed, and things we won’t get to do.
Most of the time I just think of happy memories. The holidays are still difficult though, and today I’ve been talking a lot about holiday plans.
I miss you, Papa.