This Sunday is Father’s Day. I am very excited but just like the past two years I am sad. It is hard to believe my dad has been gone three years this October.
It is a crazy feeling not having parents. You have no one to call and just talk to about things. My dad was a great listener. He would not give his two cents unless you asked. He would tell me if I was wrong, tell me it would be ok, and he always told me he loved me. He was my rock in many ways. Now I sit here and I catch myself listening to his voicemails and how he would always start them off with “Hey Tyler, Its your Dad!” like I did not know who I was talking to.
I read about the latest political scandals going on and all the things that President Trump is doing and I know that if my father were alive he would have a field day. I always told my dad to start a blog. It would have been a great blog full of his personal insight. My dad was very opinionated so his blog would have been an amazing read.
My dad always loved movies and he loved Marvel movies. Every time one would come out he raced to the theater on opening night to be one of the first to see it. Sometimes he waited for me to go with him. Going to the movies with my dad was one our favorite things to do together. It was our time to bond. Now I may not make it to opening night but I do go and see the newest Marvel every chance I get.
One of the things my dad had that he loved was his truck. He was always so proud of his truck. After he passed away I got it and made it my own but all of his things are still in it. Sometimes when I am driving I reach up and grab his hanging cross on his rear view mirror and say “Love you Dad”.
One thing he loved more then me was K-Dub. I don’t care what anyone thinks but he loved my oldest daughter more then anything. I am 95% sure she was his favorite grandchild. He always came and saw her to play with her. She loved him and still today, she asks me about him. I miss watching them bond. It was something very special. I know that if he was here today then he would love Evie. They would have been great friends.
As the years have come and gone I don’t think missing him ever gets easier. Its just around this time of year I miss having a dad to honor. I miss being able to pick of the phone and call him. He was taken from me so soon and I did not even get a chance to say goodbye. Life is not always far and things happen. People die and it is sometimes ones that are real close to you. My dad maybe be died but his memories are still with me. His advice still guides me, his love is still in my heart. Just when I can’t think of a better gift, he still there to remind me what is most important.
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads out there!