I’m not in much of a writing mood, but I couldn’t let today go by without acknowledging that it’s been 10 years since my Dad’s been gone and I still miss him every day. What can I say that I haven’t said a million times, anyway? I was lucky to be his daughter.
My dad didn’t drink, so tonight I’m raising a cuppa in his honour. I love you, Daddy, now and always.
And people: cherish your loved ones while you have them.