On this fifth annual day of mourning for you, I honor you, Dearest Dad, much-loved Pops. How quickly five years have flown by! Miss you today, as I've missed you every day since you've been gone. Miss your essence, your charismatic presence, your positivity, your rebel spirit, your smarts, your wit, your quirks, your mannerisms, your aplomb, your generosity, the way you said certain words and made the seemingly impossible possible, your supreme competence, your full-on New Yorker-ness, your toughness, your classiness, your down-to-earthiness, your levelheadedness, your voice, your laugh, your hugs, being able to talk to you, your encouragement, your counsel, your fatherly help in getting through this life, your pride in me, and more. Miss Mom too, so much, and the great love you two shared. I'll never stop missing you.
How fortunate and grateful I am for having you two beautiful, truly special people as my parents, for the unconditional love and excellent life and education you gave me, for the sacrifices you made for me!
You live on forever in your children, your grandchildren, and your great-grandchildren, sustained in our hearts, our minds, our very DNA. We all are a part of you.
Thinking of you always. Loving you until the end of time.