Dear Daddy,
Though you left us almost a year ago, every day still hurts as if there is a knife in my chest. People have said to me, "time heals all wounds", however, from losing you, what I think time does is it reduces the tears, as the pain for me is still very fresh but even the tears haven't stopped as they come and go like they did at Easter. I did not realize how much of an imprint you had made on me...I see and feel you in the littlest things - being in the house, turning on the security lights every night, tending to your beloved flowers, going on a work assignment and not being able to update you on how I'm faring, using your designated flask, seeing a game of tennis on tv; I see you in the big things too - watching mummy everyday, making decisions, celebrating the holidays especially Christmas which you loved so much, attending Sunday service and Bible study, being part of the Church Building Committee, the projects we handled together, remembering the values you instilled in me/us. I've had uncountable dreams of you doing different things but somewhere in those dreams I felt the hurt of knowing you won't be there when I wake up. I've not been the same since May 23rd, 2020, and I struggled so much at some point, I still do but I trust God's promise to be reunited with you someday and although I wish that day would be today, I've resolved to patiently wait so others too can be saved...I know it's what you would want as you lived beyond yourself....Thank you for being a stellar example of what a man should be, you set the bar real high.
Rest on daddy....I love you and miss you every single day.