I remember 12 years ago today trying to hold onto every moment, terrified that I would forget him once he was gone.
Now I know, luckily, that's impossible.
I still hear his voice in my head when I'm frustrated saying "Baby Bird, you win some, you lose some".
When I miss his face, all I have to do is look at my sister.
When I wonder what he would think, I still have his best friend in my mother.
It's true what they say, the ones you love never really leave you.
How lucky was I to have someone who left an imprint on my life, and that I loved so completely?
I miss him every day.
I will continue to miss him every day, but that's the trade when you only get 16 years with a father who loved you as much as he loved me.