When I lost my father, it hurt so much. I was a daddy’s girl! We would always talk about everything, including what would happen when he passed – about what would need to be done and how things would go. He is my hero to this day.
It is still hard to believe that he passed, so it is still hard to talk about at times. I keep the memories of him in my heart. I know that he helped to save someone’s life. My dad loved to help everyone that he could. He also loved fishing, hiking, and music. And, most importantly, he loved spending time with his family.
I got one letter from the recipient of my dad’s gifts. I cried when I got it, and I thanked God that he helped someone. I would like for them to know that it was my father’s passion to help someone after he passed.
