He’s always there this guy shepherding me to a life of my choosing. You see this guy, he’s been gone for nearly 13 years.
Seemingly, he still manages to show his light to shepherd me in days where I could not carry it on my own. I know he does the same for my sister. It is not that we don’t have other people in our lives that help us, it’s just that he’s Dad, he’s all of that and more.
The hardest part of going thru the memory box was reading his notes to me thru the years. Passionate notes promising me that if I went after my dreams and followed my heart that life would be good.
Life with him around would have been different. It would not have taken me so long to realize conclusions I knew long ago, but simply was not ready to face, quite yet.
He played the radio station beautifully early this year to the point that I created a playlist of his creation. I would give anything to hug him right now, anything.
He is my northern light. He will be there thru the thick of it, I know this much to be true.