When I Lost My Father

I lost the person who picked up from school at 10 AM to watch Netflix on the couch all day, I lost the person who let me splatter ten colors of paint on my bedroom walls without complaining, I lost the person who would drive to my moms house at 7 to drop me off at school every morning, I lost the person who would pick me and my friends up from any party at any time and take us all out to Denny’s. I lost a person who taught me how to eat an entire apple pie in one sitting, I lost the person whose hand I held and whose lap I sat on even as a teenager, I lost the person who would listen to me talk about boys for hours, I lost the person who never lost patience with me, I lost the person who never judged me. I lost the person who got tears in his eyes when I told him I wanted to be a doctor one day, I lost the person who told me that he was proud of me after every game. I lost the person who would come to all my tournaments, even when it hurt so bad to sit on the hard bleachers, I lost the person who cheered my name from the stands so loud that every head in the gym would turn, I lost the person who was always smiling. I lost the person who wanted to sail across the Atlantic with me, I lost the person who told me stories about his adventures in Africa every night when I was a kid. I lost the person who never failed to compliment my cooking, I lost the person who went with me to the gym every day I spent with him this summer, I lost the person who could barely walk or sit in a chair, but who still fought hard for 7 minutes on the treadmill, I lost the person who I thought was invincible. I lost the person who told me the thing he wanted most was to see me grow up and have a family of my own, I lost the person who was supposed to walk me down the aisle one day, I lost the person who I love the most in the entire world. But I also lost the person who taught me to never give up, and thats why I never will.

I love you Daddy.