Just a hug and a kiss

Today would have been my dads 71st birthday. With the exception of the 2 years I spent away in college, it is the first time I have not celebrated a birthday with my dad. Everyone says, "he is still with you", "he is always around". I know he is. I planned on going to the cemetary today but Ryan is sick with a high fever. I could hear my dad saying, "take care of the baby, don't worry about me." It's a funny thing, especially as a parent now, they say you never stop worrying about your child. Of course that's true, but I never stop worrying about my parents. Even my dad. I can't put into words what I worry about, I just do. Whenever a holiday or a birthday came around my dad would say all he ever wants is to be with his family and a hug and a kiss. One year, that's what my sister got him, a bag of Hershey's hugs and kisses. What I wouldn't give to give my dad a hug and a kiss right now.

These pictures are from my dads 7oth birthday last year. Happy Birthday Daddy. I miss you every day.

Poppy and his 6 amazing grandchildren.