I thought of you today dad
I thought of you today and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I don’t know if it was the sad music I was listening to, the fact that I had to tell someone again today that you’re gone, or if it was the fact that I’ve had some time to absorb it, but today it sunk in. You’re gone. And I won’t see you next time I go back to Kelowna and you won’t be coming here to visit me. No more text messages or phone calls. No more chances to say all the things that we didn’t say.
Today I thought of you dad and it was a happy memory. But I still cried. It’s been almost a month and I’ve finally cried about you being gone. I didn’t believe it. I still don’t mostly. It doesn’t seem real, like it’s someone else we’re talking about. Not you. But today, it’s real.
Wish you were here.