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Happy birthday in Heaven to my Daddy ❤️

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Happy birthday in heaven to my amazing daddy.  My dad would have been 72 years old today.  I would have been calling him on the phone to say, “Happy birthday young man.” That was our thing.  I would call him young man every birthday and every time he would cut his hair. 

Can you believe this video was taken a year before he passed away?  I don’t know what made me record this video of my dad and little brother building my shed in the backyard.  I never record anything he did around my house and believe me, he did a lot.  It’s just ironic that something told me to record that moment and I’m glad I did.  I would have never thought in a million years that a year later he would be gone.  Anyway, no sadness today.  Just sharing a beautiful memory of my dad being a dad ❤️

Happy birthday daddy.  I love you always and forever!

May Recap: Chapter 5

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Highlights from our life in May.  One of the best months this year.  We celebrated our two year wedding anniversary in Thailand.  Such an amazing trip!  We also spent a night in Dubai, which was a cool experience.  This little snippet does not capture the 10 days of adventure we had on this trip. I must share the experience in other future reels…
Seeing these videos and pics makes me want to pack my bags and go back…

Missing You!

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On this day 4 years ago at 6:32pm, I sat next to my dad’s hospital bed as he took his last breath.  It was a surreal moment…something that will never leave my mind.  I was in complete shock, as I never expected that to happen.  I will never get over that moment.  It’s something that I relive in my head all of the time.  And after 4 years, I  still haven’t really grieved.  I think I just keep it bottled up in me.  It’s almost as if I’m in denial and don’t want to face the obvious reality. 

There are literally times where I wonder if he’s really gone.  He literally did not look like himself when he passed.  According to the funeral home, we had to do a close casket because he didn’t look  good enough for a viewing.  So I’m literally driving myself crazy with all these thoughts in my head.  I know my dad would want me to move on and be happy, but how can I fully be happy when a big piece of my heart is missing???  Grief is a beast…

And P.S. I know I said literally so many times.  My dad use to tease me about that.  I literally said it all the time.  Lol.

There was a leak in our main bathroom a couple of weeks ago and we had to call a plumber.  The first thing I said to my brother was that our dad would have been able to detect the leak and fix it himself.  My dad was the go to for everything in my life.  Anything that went wrong with my house or car, he was the first person I would call.  I would not make a major purchase without getting his advice first.  Anyway…

They say everything happens for a reason.  I’m still trying to figure this one out. 

Love you daddy.  I literally miss you every single day.  Not a day goes by that you’re not on my mind.