7 years Daddy, 7 years but it seems like just yesterday Momma came in to tell Johnny and I you had passed while we slept in the other room. Her and Jen sat by you as you took your last breath. No more pain they say but also there is no more hugs, no more candy in your left shirt pocket for the kids, no more fussing at you for feeding the dogs under the table, no more sitting in your favorite spot and Nina texting me she saw you, no more getting behind cars on the interstate wondering who is driving so freaking slow and then finding out its you, no more giving you gifts for special occasions that you don't use cause you were probably the simplest of men I ever knew, no more laughs when Daniel and I or the kids would rough house, no more Hawaiian shirts walking through the door, no more just knowing you are there and all will be okay when times get tough, no more you being the most selfless person in the room, building, city or state and no more hugs.....I so miss your hugs, I miss the way you loved us, I miss your smile, I miss your eyes!! I love you Daddy