My Father with Izzie last April
On December 8th in the early morning, my father lost his battle with cancer.
Dad, I'm angry that you were sick, but glad you didn't suffer any longer. I'm glad you got to meet Izzie and were an amazing Grandpa, I'm sad that you only met her twice. I'm sorry and feel guilty that I lived so far from you but know that if I didn't I would never have met Phil or had Izzie.
Thank you for walking me down the aisle. Thank you for telling me how to handle and take care of my car. Thank you for showing me the heavens through your beloved telescope. Thank you for being there whenever I needed you.
There are too many things to apologize and thank you for. I love you and miss you and wish you were still here.