The hardest part about my dad passing only a few days before my birthday is that my birthday will now always correlate to the loss of him. God, I miss you so much dad.
Trying to finish up Casey's Father's Day gift from the kids..sobbing because last year I was making " best papa" gifts for my dad not knowing it was going to be the last Father's Day gift I made for him. I will never understand. ๐
One of my favorite memories of my dad...he stopped over on a Friday evening while a friend and I were painting my living room and he said "you guys are 23..it's a Friday..and you're painting" and I said "yeah it would be a lot more fun if we were stoned" and..
My birthday is tomorrow and I'm absolutely dreading it, because for the first time in 29 years I'm not going to hear that excited "happy birthday kiddo!" From my dad. This isn't fucking fair.
This man left and came back 15 minutes later with a joint lol. I really had the coolest fucking dad. I can't believe I'm never going to laugh at this memory with him again..