You are loved, Daddy.
You are so very loved and so very missed. Dustin and I talk and reminisce about you often...I wonder if you know?
Have you seen your granddaughter growing? She knows about you and talks about you with us. She knows you are in heaven and wonder if you will come back someday. She also knows about the Grandpa Scott blankie...and it's magical powers of warmth. She saw a man with a salt and pepper beard in a baseball hat walking down the street and asked if that was you. I said no...Grandpa Scott doesn't wear suspenders ; )
Sometimes all I can say to express the feeling inside is "I love you" and
"I miss you"...though words never come close.
You are not forgotten. Never. Ever.
