Three years.
I often look for poems or quotes about Dads and their love, and Daughters and Dads and they all fall short.
No, we didn’t have the fairy tale Daddy/Daughter relationship, we had an imperfect relationship because sometimes that’s what life delivers you.
But we made the most out of what we had.
My imperfect life with my Dad is one of my most treasured memories.
Still miss you Dad.
Still love you.
Alaska on my mind... 