To my Papa...

Today marks one year since you passed away. I miss you more today than yesterday. I miss our talks on the phone and the way you always called me your sweetheart. I miss that you tried to act tough but were a teddy bear. I miss how you were right about everything as am I. :) I miss your advice, stories about the war, and hours of "what you should do is..." I will never forget who you told me when we found out about getting Poopie you got on your knees for hours asking the Lord to give us this baby. I will never forget the hours you played with me in your backyard and rolled me around in the wheelbarrow. Now that I have young ones, I appreciate all that took to entertain me all day. I will never forget your big arms wrapped around me holding me, even as an adult. I will never forget how you held your coffee cup or kept a pen on the table to write lists. I wish I had listened to your stories more intently. I am proud of your service to our country. I am proud that you always supported your family. I am PROUD to have you as my Papa. I love you so much.