My Father was the best, and due to smoking passed away when I was 22 (way too young). I miss him and think about him daily. What I wouldn't give to see him again. He was a huge baseball fan, taking me to Golden Gate park, and teaching me how to throw a ball, baseball games with the Giants, long walks to the ocean after his first heat attack when I was 14, then a trip to his favorite bakery for the gooiest cake.. was a regular, he used to say, I'm living the way I want.
I so regret he couldn't have met my daughter, life at times isn't fare. Holidays have become difficult.
Live consciously....