I sure miss my dad. Some of this year’s struggles revolved around the sudden loss. A loss of someone who was there for me even when I did not deserve it. I spent the last year angry at God and angry at the world. He was a pain in the ass at times, stubborn all of the time but he was loyal to his family when in need. He would call every week and geez if I didn’t answer the phone the message would be “answer your damn phone.” I would call him back and he wanted nothing but to see how things were going. It would frustrate me and make me laugh. He was just stern in everything but it was more heartfelt than I realized. I will always be thankful for him as a dad. He taught me work ethic and sacrifice for his family. I can remember being so poor that he would come home from a long days work and seeing him eat nothing but one small pork chop and a potato so that us kids had plenty to eat. He had his flaws, he made his mistakes, but he had a big heart. Sunday will be one year since we lost him. It is still surreal and upsetting and I am guessing the pain will never go away.