Well, it’s August 8, 2005. Your birthday. 83 years ago today you were born and brought much joy into the world. A year ago you were still with us. I remember your birthday last year like it was yesterday. I’m very melancholic today because I want to go out and buy some lotto scratch offs and come by to celebrate with you, but I can’t, I don’t know how to reach you. It makes me sad. It makes me remember that you have moved on. It makes me miss you and wish that you could still be here. It makes me sad.

I want you to know how I love you and miss you. I want you to smile your boyish smile down from above onto me. I want to feel your love in my heart. I want to hug you and tell you I am happy that you are my dad. I want to reach inside my own heart and give you a piece of it……ahh, but you already have that. It’s all I have to give to you now, so I send out a prayer and a great deal of love to you, and I smile a bittersweet smile and wish you a very joy filled day!

Love,
JuBee

Dad, pretty soon it will be a year since you left us. It's kind of weird, somtimes it seems like only yesterday and other times it seems like you have been gone forever. But most of the time, it just seems unreal not to have you around.

Every day I think about the times we spent together and the influence you had on my life and I realize more and more how fortunate I was to have you as my father.

Happy Birthday Dad,
JP