June 14

Hey papa.. it's been 2 years today/730 days ago at 8:53 AM central time you were ripped away from us. 2 years ago mom lost her best friend, her confidante, her everything. 2 years ago us kids lost a wonderful father, and I lost my daddy, my best friend. I loved how we always could talk about nothing and everything. You could always tell when you answered the phone if something was wrong. And you would respond with, What's wrong baby girl? What can papa do to fix it? I was thinking the last few days that how I wish we could go back knowing this was going to happen and call you on Wednesday night and tell you, be careful when you go to the church. When you get to that intersection there by the church, stop cuz there is gonna be this jackass going way too fast and he's not gonna stop and he might hit you. Oh, how I wish. It still seems like a dream that you are gone. Still seems it's somehow unreal that you are in Heaven and I'm writing to you thru this instead of being able to call you. I wish I could call you. Hear your voice again. I wish you could give us a report on how wonderful Heaven is, send us pictures. I bet you are having a grand time up there in the Lord's house. Wish I was there too with you.. or wish you were here with us. I love you papa.. I have so much more to say but gonna cut this short today. I just wanted to stop by and say, yeah, I remember and yeah, I still miss you.. every single day. I love you papa.. FOREHEAD KISS!!!! Talk to you in a little bit! <3