Never The Same

I miss my dad. It's still surreal when I look at his picture in the Obituary section of the local paper. Can it be true? You never think it'll happen to you. Life rumbles along and then one day something is different, something has changed--someone is missing. Life just doesn't seem the same with dad not around. I think about all the things we could have accomplished together as a family. I think of all the good and bad times ahead that he will not be a part of. The way dad could answer any question I would ask him is something that can never be replaced. His wealth of knowledge and wisdom gone. He had an answer for everything, even if it was, "you need to find the answer on your own." His gentle and humble spirit, his passion and love for God and people, his care and concern for others, and his humour and laugh will never be forgotten. It's a different life now. I can't pick up the phone and ask dad any more questions. I can't drive an hour and see him anymore. We'll never work on another computer together, or talk about God and life. I won't hear dad preach on Sunday. He's not here to see his kids accomplish great things in the future. I miss my dad.