Dad, I miss you

Today while watching John's Dad with the boys it hit me like a ton of bricks that my Dad isn't here to share in the fun.  I would have loved to have seen him with the boys.  I think he would get a kick out of them and he would finally have that boy he probably always wanted but never admitted to.  What would he do with them?  How would he play with them?  How would he talk with them?  I'll never know.  I only know that he would have loved them and I guess that has to be good enough for me.

Dad, I often think about you but rarely mention you.  I don't have to.  Your girls never have you far from their thoughts, including me, your youngest and best (just kidding).  I love you and miss you.  You'll always be big and strong and smart in my eyes.  And I'll always be your little girl.