It's been 2 months today that you left this world dad, i miss you so much. I wish more than anything else that I could call you, or stop by your house or the yard to see you. I would even settle for just a phone call, I wish I could hear your voice. I miss bullshitting with you, I miss telling you I love you. Losing you hurts so bad, I feel like a chunk of my heart is now tore off forever. Some days it still seems like it can't be real, am I really going to have to live whatever time I have left and not see you? I can't stand it. I hated seeing you sick dad. When I would see you struggling to breathe, I would hold back tears and I swear, I would have done whatever it took if there would have been a way to help you breathe without pain. I haven't found comfort yet in you being gone, I guess the void of not having my dad and the boys missing their papa is far too great right now. Not a day will ever go by dad that I won't think of you, or miss you, or love you..or talk to you. You hear me daily, I know it (I have a big mouth just like my mama, right :) ) I hope I can see you before I leave this earth dad, in a vision or dream, please come. I miss your face, I miss you, I always will. I am so grateful that you are my dad, I wouldn't have traded you in for any other one, I hope you always knew that and I hope you always knew in life how much you meant to me. I love you so much dad. Love your daughter, Jennifer