today marks the 3rd anniversary of my dad's passing and although time continues to pass as it always does there is not a day that goes by that i don't think of him in some way. the pain of losing him has never gone away and i miss him every day.
i can still hear him in my mind giving me his advice, or just telling me a story as he so often did. yes, he had his faults as we all do and perhaps he had more than his share of them but he was still my dad and he was always there for me.
funny then that as i was thinking of how to post up a memorial of sorts that i ran across a song from the zac brown band entitled "my old man" ... i've not listened to this much, but enough that it tells a story of a young man looking up to his father as so many of us do.
for me - while perspectives changed and life events may have clouded and complicated our later relationship he was still and always will be, my old man.
dad, i'm trying to fill your boots every day. i miss you.
rest in peace.