My Father. My Hero.

I miss my father everyday. But there are days, like today, when the ache feels new and the emptiness that he once filled, more acute. It’s in moments like these, I wish, with all my heart, I could hear his voice one more time.
Happy Father’s Day to my two heroes. My father who taught me, shaped me, inspired me. My husband whose held me, loved me, given me the greatest gifts, the most cherished moments of my life. My heroes. Today, I celebrate you.

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