Happy Birthday, Dad!

April 25, 2013

Today would have been my father’s birthday.  He’s been gone more than thirteen years now, but I still miss him.

I miss him especially when I notice that I am becoming him, in small ways — what I like to eat, the way I sit, some speech patterns, some mannerisms.  I am sure that neither he nor I would ever have believed we would converge in this way; we lived so very different lives.

He was always there for me, no matter how much he disagreed with things I’d said or done.  He was always there.

Happy birthday, Dad!

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