A long time ago...

Nine years ago today, my father passed away.  I can honestly say it was the saddest day of my life.  They say time heals all things but sometimes it's too deep to ever fully heal.  Time makes things easier and life finds away to go on.  Sometimes I sit and wonder what he would think of our lives today? Would he be proud of all that we have accomplished...college, marriage, families.  Then I see my not so little girl across the room belting out her version of twinkle, twinkle little star mixed with row, row, row your boat and I hear my sweet nephew moo like a cow on the other end of the phone and I know he would be proud.  So, here's to my father who made me who I am today, who taught me that family, no matter how crazy, really is everything. I love and miss you every day...