Almost a year

Visited Dad today.

And I wasn't expecting to be affected. But I choked. I cried. Even though she didn't.

I think what really gets me is hearing her talk to a photo as if it was him, as if he was standing right in front of us, like he never left. And being there just brings back the feelings from one year back.

And I can never forget that feeling. Nor the feeling I get from my relationship with my Papa. Indescribable, irreplaceable.

I love and miss you Papa. And I always will.