I have a hard time believing in God and heaven most of the time, but one of the reasons that keeps me believing, even in the slightest bit, is knowing and believing that if it does exist, I’ll get to see my dad again. It has been thirteen Father's Day's without my dad and every single one, I'm forgetting more and more about him, and that kills me. All I want is to hear his voice one last time. Sometimes I hate that I grew up in the 90's because recordings of parents and kids are so rare, and I know that if I had one I would save it forever.
Happy Father's Day.
Don't forget to tell you dad you love him.
And if you don't have one, tell your mom.
And if you have neither, tell the person who cared for you.
If you don't have that, tell someone you look up to.
If you don't have that, I love you.