Even though several years have already passed, it still seems like yesterday.
The time hasn’t lessened the pain, nor has it erased the memories.
But despite his missing out on so many things that have happened to me since then, just knowing that he is up there looking down and guiding me and my family is enough.
Happy 8th anniversary of being in heaven, Papa!
I still miss you...so much!
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