Tomorrow is December 1st - the beginning of my favorite month. I love December - the weather changes, hot coffee tastes better, people have the holiday spirit, Christmas lights are up - but it doesn’t feel real this year. I am trying very hard to find that spirit I usually have but something is just missing. I think more than anything someone is missing. It is hard to think of a December and the holidays without my Dad. I know this is just one of many firsts but I almost wish time would just stop now so I didn’t have to do this constantly. The firsts just keep getting harder and more real as they come.
Miss you Daddy.