One more day…

More than not, I wish for just one more day with my dad. I would take a thousand pictures of us together to have as memories. One more day to tell him how loved he was and what a great man he is. If I could just talk to him one more time. I still have his number saved, I call it on occasion, it’s still disconnected and was never assigned again. It’s always at certain times I miss him most, The holidays are the hardest. He isn’t running around singing Christmas songs to make me nuts, asking how Santa will get around to us if it doesn’t snow on Christmas.

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