You know what’s nice? 

..lying on the couch, on my back.. stretched out, the dog on my stomach.. reading a book.  The warmth spreading through my tummy, the dog snoring lightly and twitching ever so often; perhaps in her dreams she’s chasing a big steak?

It’s like the reason God made dogs…

It’s been two years now.  I haven’t forgotten. 

R.I.P. Daddy
You live on in our hearts and minds.

God took you from me on this day back in 2000. 
Life’s changed a lot for me since then…
You struggled to breathe your last breath.
I struggled to keep my resolve.
Life’s thrown both of us some real bullshit, huh?
Thank you for being strong for me…
Thank you for waiting until I turned 20.

It still hurts.

I love you, Daddy.