Three years.

I can hardly believe it, but it has been three years today since Dad died. I still miss him so much it hurts, and it is comforting to be reminded that I am not alone in that.

I woke up this morning to this message from Aunt Sue,

I hope all you young ladies have a good day today FILLED with wonderful memories of a wonderful husband, dad, and friend. I love you all very much.

My response to that was simply, "Always."

Dad wasn't perfect, but he was perfectly wonderful to us.