There are two kind of anniversaries: the good and the bad. Today is one of those bad kind of anniversaries. Todays represents the one year anniversary of when my dad passed away. In some ways it feels like years ago that I received that phone call from my sister, and it other ways it feels like only yesterday. Either way, it hurts and today has been more both easier and more difficult than I had thought, just in different ways.
I don't really even have a lot of words to say but just wanted to write something to acknowledge this bad anniversary. I love you, Dad and always will. Here are some of the last pictures with him from my wedding: