Today my father would have been 56 years old. Hardest days of the year for me are fathers day, his birthday, the anniversary of his passing, and traditional holidays. The days you want to be with them the most I guess. He was the best man I have ever met, my husband ties with him on a different level. But simply put he is my hero. Even though it will be nine years this coming summer since he's been gone, I am lucky to say that he got to meet and shake the hand of my future husband (then just my friend). So that does make my marriage extra special knowing that my husband got my fathers approval in a way. Today I honor and cherish his memory.
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