Of course I miss your physical presence but I’ve grown to understand fate, that universal principle that shows up at the wrong time even though we expect it to come. I’m still pissed but not bitter because your spirit is alive which allows me to see you everyday in the faces of our dynamic children. Chloe has your style, Gabriel, your compassion and Sophia has your fire and if you were to morph their faces together a portrait of you would appear. They all have moments that stop me in my tracks because they do something only you would and I take that moment to share a memory with them; sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry but all the while grateful.
Thanks for always being present.