I Miss You, Dad (P.S. This Post is Not About Writing)

Today would have been my dad's 72nd birthday. He passed away when I was 15 years old after long years of being an alcoholic.

My dad was amazing. I wish you all could have met him. He had his weaknesses but he always knew how to put his kids first.  I miss him a lot. My parents divorced when I was about 4 years old. I'll admit it was always hard to go back and forth from my mom and dad. Once my mom remarried, my brother, Mike and I, were moved far away from him. That was very difficult especially when he started a downward spiral from alcohol. I wasn't there when he went into rehab and became sober. I couldn't have been more proud of him for staying sober for two years until his death.

My heart still hurts even after all these years when his birthday rolls around and I'm not able to call him up and wish him a happy birthday. People should know not to take anyone for granted. Take this moment and tell the people you care about that you love and appreciate them because you never know what may happen.

So, this post is dedicated to my dad, William. Happy birthday, Dad. I love you and miss you everyday.