Happy Easter

It’s Easter Sunday, a day to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus and all I can think about is how it’s my first Easter without my daddy.

Last year we were waking up at Shinah’s and watching baby Charles Edward go through his basket of goodies as my daddy excitedly watched him.

I have been so sad lately. Grieving him gets easier and harder at the same time. I feel like each day that passes I become more accustomed to living life without him, but I also ache and long to be able to call him and hear his sweet voice, or give him a swift kiss on the mouth, or get one of those amazing daddy hugs. You could feel his love in his hugs.

He was the best father. I know most people are partial to their own parents, but he really was one of the best human beings I have ever known and will ever know in my whole life and as days go by, my heart will continue to ache for the people in my life who never get the chance to meet him.

I have been so lost, trying to figure out what to do next with my life. The possibilities are endless for me. Single, no children, nothing holding me back or tying me down.  I want to do so many things with my life, but have to start chipping away at them in small increments.

I was so blessed to have a father that showed me unconditional love. I know his loving, goofy spirit was passed down to me and my siblings and he will continue to live through us. I will continue to be the bohemian spirit that I am and let life take me where the love wind blows me.

Happy Easter my precious friends, He is Risen.

I cannot wait to see you again daddy.

All my love,

M