My Dad.

I lost my Dad on Veteran's day. He was the most wonderful father I could have ever prayed for, and he was mine. My Dad is a inspiration to me. He was the kind of person that I want to be. I want to live my life to be more like him in so many ways. I miss him so much. My Dad was my hero, he was my protector growing up. Nothing could hurt me with Daddy around. He was big and strong, and he was so smart. He loved me more than anything in the world. I felt safe. Dad bailed me out when I ran out of gas in my car.. many, many times. But he always came and got me, no matter what time it was or how annoyed he may have been at me afer JUST having told me earlier that day to go fill up my tank! But, that was my Dad. He did it anyway because he loved me, and he wanted me to be safe. Everyday I want to pick up the telephone and call him, just to say hi, and I can't, and it breaks my heart more every day. I am just so grateful that we had the time that we did. That he got to walk me down the isle. He got to meet his grandson, and see him take his first steps. I am so grateful that I called him the night before he died just to tell him I loved him. So did my brother. I know I am so very blessed. I have a lot to live up to. I love you Daddy. So much.