Father's Day a little late

I know Father's day was a few weeks ago. But how do you write it down. I dreaded the day for weeks. I knew I had a make a fun day for the kids and honor Troy but I just wanted to crawl in the bed and cry. I wanted to lean on my dad and have him rub my head while we watched the yankees play. I wanted to hear his voice one more time. Another first....first Father's day without my daddy. It's real. He is gone. The house is sold and a sweet, young couple live there now. The cherry tree was chopped down. Things have changed. The estate is settled, nothing left but the memories. I still am all over the place. Mad at him one day, sad the next and some days I don't even remember. I still have a ways to go before things are settled in my heart. Missing him. Changes going on in my life. I need my encourager. The one who always cheered for me. Who gave me that "atta girl" when I felt like life was too hard. Could really use one of those now Daddy.