Today would have been my Dad’s 74th birthday. He passed in ’99.
I continue to miss him with no end. However, this year I vowed to take better care of myself. I’m now an avid runner, logging between 10 and 30 miles per week. If/When I kick the bucket, it won’t be because I’m not taking care of myself.
Regardless, I miss you terribly Dad. You’ve been and will always be a primary reason I am who and what I am today. For that, I’m beyond thankful and ultimately pleased.