One year later

And here I am. One year ago today, my father passed away surrounded by his huge loving family.

Dad...
I don't know if you heard me that day as I whispered to you that everything I am, I am because of you but I know that you are standing beside me right now reading everything I write. I know that if I can become half the man that you were, my life will be a success. Not a day passes that I don't think of you and not a night passes that I don't shed a tear.

I wish I had more time. I wish I told you more how much I loved you and how much you meant to me. I wish I ran to you when you were calling for me when the nurse hurt you. Even though it was something she needed to do, I will always regret not stopping her and I'm so sorry that I didn't. I wish I could take back silly childhood things that I look back on with remorse wishing I wasn't such a pain in the neck at times.

I wish I could give you another shave. I remember that I would always rub a skin moisturizer into your face after a shave and as you got sicker and sicker, I would take extra long rubbing it in so that I could memorize your face by touch. I knew time was short and I just wanted to touch you. I didn't want to let go.

I wish allot of things... but I also have one hope...
I hope to God that you now realize that you didn't ruin my birthday... you made it. You Made it.

I love you dad
Good night and Rest in Peace.
Your Son,
Christopher.