Seems impossible that he's been gone eight years...
I still miss him every day... yet the tears are not as often,
and are quickly replaced with a smile and a rousing rendition of
Obla Di Obla Da!
Dad almost flew on his own wings to meet his Great Granddaughter!
I fight the urge to relive that weekend...
We shoulda coulda woulda stayed longer had we known it was our last visit...
But something tells me daddy knew...