2 years.

Nothing could have prepared me for this day 2 years ago... Nick came home from work to tell me my father had passed away... I thought it was a joke and I still do. I was pregnant with his first granddaughter at the time and I remember thinking to myself No one will ever hold her you see dad was to be the first to hold her when she was born... Little did I know at the time he wouldnt be here to hold her... I kept myself busy today I did laundry - lots of it! Played with the girls and talked to Nick... but Now as I stop for the night I realize that he is really gone and no amount of laundry is going to change that... My father was a clever man and a sarcastic one at that... while i was pregnant he called me moink and I will never ever forget the excitement in his eyes when he made that up... you would have to know him to realize that it was not an insult... He may not be here to celebrate the accomplishments or hold me through the tough times but he is still here... I feel him in everything that I do and hear his voice with every decision I make! he was an amazing father and husband. I just wish I could move on instead of living in regret and saddness. I miss you daddy I will always be your little girl!